Remember the Beach Boys song “Fun, fun, fun?” Where is the fun, fun, fun? Just because you happen to have already lived half a dozen or more decades, that doesn’t mean you no longer want to have fun, fun, fun. (Speaking of which – F-U-N – what kind of a dopey, leaden word is that for an experience full of sparkles, exhilaration, and joy? The word F-U-N lands with a thud like a dead rat. Couldn’t the language gods have done a better job, a spiffier, lighter word?) I digress.