As we mature we find that our clothes get brighter, contrasting patterns and vibrating color combinations start looking good, fit isn t important, and polyester is. Even off the golf course. And yes, our choice of games changes radically. No self-respecting kid who isn t named Tiger and doesn t hope to one day tell the PGA that he deserves a cut of every dollar they make would be caught dead on a golf course. Well, not unless they re stealing golf balls, teaching the cat that sand traps are litter boxes, or filling in the holes so no one gets hurt by stepping in them and turning their ankle.
Old habits can be hard to break.
Well, unless you have dementia, which is a technical term for the cusp between Cranky and Dead. Kids like to play games such as musical chairs, kickball, hide and seek, and calling people on the phone to ask them if they have Prince Albert in a can. Adults prefer musical beds, kick the dog, hide the money the IRS seeks, and calling people on the phone to ask to be bailed out of the can. Oddly, one thing that usually doesn t change as we age is our taste in music. For most people it gets stuck in high school.