Entertainment

Last night I watched part of a show called Jackass. A man ran himself into low-situated road signs, go up, did it again, again, again. Shockingly I found that funny. If nothing else points the way, this alone shows that I'm headed down the slippery slope into dementia. A few years ago I would have scorned stuff of this caliber. Makes me wonder if there's anything left that I would still scorn. I read book reviews about 'literary works' which I wouldn't touch with a lawn rake. Not that long in my past, that's all I would read, worthwhile tomes. Now the thought that a book may be worthwhile automatically puts it on the don't-read list. I have become a moron. I was supposed to be pretty smart there at one point, but that was then and this is now.