From the mouths of babes...
Young Miles is having a hard time settling down tonight. He just finished his first weekend as an actor, and learned all about the heady sound of applause. So after the third time he snuck out of his room, I cornered him.
"Miles," I said, "It's time to go to bed. This was an eventful weekend, but life keeps going on. There is always more and more important stuff to be done."
"Sure, until you die." said Miles.
"Oh, but that's not for a long time!" said I.
And then he delivered the killing blow:
"But you're really close, with all that grey in your hair."
Needless to say, he was sent straight back to bed...
