It's a fact.

I went to a Bar Mitzvah tonight. The kid being Bar Mitzvah'd is a big baseball fan so the whole shindig had a baseball theme. As a consequence I ate my first box of Cracker Jacks in about 30 years.

Let me tell you something, things used to be better.

There were more peanuts. The prizes were kinda cool. The caramel-coated popcorn was fresher. The whole thing had more flavor, more bite.

Oh, maybe I'm just too old and morose.

But things used to be better.

It's a fact.