In keeping with the nostalgic tone of the day, the anti-bear David Bowie was chanting in my ears as I ran on the elliptical today. I'd like just one more 1980s night in the bars. Twenty seven years ago? Seems impossible. Something about the impassive, gum chewing big eyed guy makes me a little swoony. Mr. Bowie's somewhat affecting as well; he's really a very pretty man, especially with eyeliner.