The kid and I had a little heart-to-heart before. I told him to use his time wisely. Look who’s talking—how much time have I got left? I’m a hundred and two, I have shingles and arthritis, and when I break wind it could start the windmills in an old dutch painting. But, I’ve still got one more round in me. Bet you 5 to 10 there are still some 90-year-old hotties interested in this grandma.