NOTES FROM A BARMY BRAIN

TWENTY-THREE, SKIDOO!

You know, in my multitudinous years I have seen numerous changes in the affectation of human behavior and aphorisms. Although the phase mentioned above, "Twenty-Three Skidoo," is even a bit before my time, it's not a bad way of telling someone to "Get the hell outa here."   And most of the time, it's "really cool, man" to say something like "it's a drag." But, I would like to know when a handshake was replaced by "touching fists." Come on, now. The handshake has always been done upon meeting, greeting, parting, offering congratulations, or expressing gratitude.  Pumping fists!!! If I "pump a fist" it will be directed at someone's jaw, not his fist. 

And now there's a new one I just don't understand. When did "My bad" replace "Oops, I'm sorry . . . my mistake." In my book, if you do something wrong, you apologize. If you do something "bad," you better get the hell away from me. Look, I know changes in speech and mannerisms are inevitable and I agree with the infamous and wise Ferris Bueller when he said: “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” Just don't ever make a "fist" and aim it in my direction, and never, ever be "bad" when I'm around.

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