Mainly I've been watching the 'Breaking Bad' marathon on AMC this weekend. Today I noticed for the first time that the character of Jane, Jesse's first dead girlfriend, is to the very day exactly the same age as I am. You can watch the vomit-choke/plane crash episode for yourself to find out exactly when that is. :-) Personally I've tried most everything myself but never have danced with needles; not to claim exceptional wisdom for that but here I am alive enough to type this right now. It was a tingly existential moment that one.