I don't know about you, but when I look in the mirror I see the same face that I saw ten, twenty, even thirty years ago. Maybe that's one advantage of compromised eyesight: it puts a lovely, gauze-like film over whatever you're looking at. The effect is somewhat poetic and dramatic, though subtle: an image awash in just a bit of haze, enough to make it look dreamy and quite lovely. And then, … [Read more...] about Ma’am? Who You Callin’ Ma’am???