Who's Old? (With a Tip o' the Hat to Michael)

I got the message I was old 3 times in 30 seconds when I picked up my young friend Angie the other day. She hopped in the car, shot me a quick a look and asked if my hair was really long enough to be gathered at the back of my neck. “Nah, it’s fake, They call it the Fun Bun,” I said, yanking it off to show her.“O-KAY,” she said in that certain young way that always makes me feel a tad defensive.“Hey what’s the point of being old if you can’t have fun? If you can’t wear a thing like this?” I said, pointing now to the pouch at my waist.“A fannypack?” she said, actively working to suppress a smile.“But I need it!” I cried, pulling from it that tiny device with the white ear buds that has made so much money for the good people at Apple. “How else would I carry my.... my ... my Walkman here?”Which prompted an even MORE indulgent smile -  and this from someone who still wasn’t alive five years after “Bad” came out.But you know studying the pictures from that famous video I see now that my hairstyle then was exactly like Michael’s hair back then. In fact I really LOOKED like him - only I never learned to snarl and look all mad like he did in these clips. I was taught to just smile and act all sweet and that was probably just as well, because I have a hunch the young are gonna let us live only if we DO smile, and stay twinkly, and keep on furnishing them so much amusement.And now  .....Michael, an angel even then:[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dsUXAEzaC3Q&feature=avmsc2]