The other day, when Gilmore Girl and I were having lunch at Mimi's with the Chicklets. four little old women were also having lunch there. They finished before we did. Each one slowly pushed back her chair and ever so slowly got up. They shuffled by, one at a time. The last one in the little-old-lady-chorus-line stopped and waggled her fingers at Curly Sue and Tuesday and grinned. Then she looked Hillary and me up and down and said, "You people I can live without."
So much for that nice-little-old-lady-theory.