Shot to the heart

I'm sitting in the living room, messing around on the laptop, and Rick (my oldest) is watching some TV show on his computer over in the office.  I hear a very out-of-tune rendition of the song "Mandy" coming from that general direction, and I look up at him across the half-wall with a quizzical look, and said, "That's an old Barry Manilow song."

"I know," he says.  "The main character in this is a vampire and he likes that song 'cause he was actually ALIVE when it came out."

Long silence.

I was alive when that song came out...