I watched Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure last night, switching to the Billboard Music Awards during the commercial breaks.

Gosh, I feel old.

"Bill and Ted" was the first date I ever went on, as a very very naive 1617-year-old with her first crush-that-might-actually-work-out. It didn't, which should have been a good indication of how the rest of my love life would work out, but still. It certainly brought back a lot of memories. I remember where we went to eat (Marie Callendars in Pismo Beach) and where we saw the movie (Festival Cinemas on Branch St) and what sort of car he drove ('57 Chevy). I even remember what I was wearing that night. I'm not sure what that says about me.

As for the Billboard Music Awards, maybe I'm not old, just out of the popular culture loop. I don't know. They all seemed awfully young and over made-up, even the "men."

PostScript:
As I wrote this, I thought maybe I had become old, as I couldn't remember that first date's name for the life of me. But I remember now. His name is Jim. Jim what, I don't know. But at least I remember his first name.

Also, "Bill and Ted" was an unfortunate career move for Mr. Reeves. I mean, he can't act now, but to have fixed that particular view of him in everyone's mind before they could see that he really can't act was perhaps not the best decision. I can remember that Dangerous Liasons was the next movie I saw him in, and even in 18th century France, I kept expecting him to blurt out something along the lines of "Let's go surfing, dude!"

And I'm kinda sad that Destiny's Child won Best Performer of the Year over Shaggy and J-Lo. I really really don't like Destiny's Child (especially when they wear skirts so tight they can barely walk!).