My mom is a sextagenarian. She claims that she was into Johnny Cash when all the kids were gah-gah over Elvis. I cannot verify this, I must take her word. It is, as they say, a curse of youth. What I can verify is that she watches and enjoys American Idol. I find myself, from time to time, scoffing when she mentions that it is Idol night, and she must make haste to the television. I stop myself, however, mid-scoff, and tell her that I think it is just the bees knees ... MORE