Signs You're (Okay, I'm) Getting Older

When I was little, I loved the Police. Synchronicity spoke to me, and I whiled away long hours plugged into the stereo system, listening to it on headphones. It goes without saying that in my preadolescent haze I thought Sting was all kinds of dreaminess. He would marry me one day!

So, having Lynette point out that Sting not only has progeny,

but adult musician progeny, kind of was a little depressing to hear. I mean, look at that. Spitting image, or what?