Getting Old is Fun

I was judging a Toastmasters humorous speech contest last night and found myself sitting in the back row next to a gorgeous and charming man, Brian von Dedenroth.

(Judging a contest is no sign of my skill as a humorist - there were about 10 volunteer judges).

Now, my Toastmasters group isn't short on charming men - I am regularly flattered by the attentions of Bruce S., who is 80-something but still has a spark in his eye, a spring in his step, and a certain special way with the ladies. But I think even the men in my group would admit that we are long on smart and short on gorgeous, so Brian's presence was a pleasant surprise.

During a contestant interview, the interviewer was asking the speaker about sardine fishing (of all things).

"So six inches is a good size."

I could not stop myself. I whispered "That's what she says."

Brian jolted in his seat and choked a little.

I think I am going to enjoy being a terrible, shameless little old lady.