In California, where growing up is optional, the enthusiasms of your teenage years need never be surrendered. Here, perhaps more easily than in any other state, adolescent indulgence may become a lasting lifestyle - thus the "Star Wars" scholar, the marijuana grandmother, the gray-whiskered geezer on Rollerblades. I am not a member of any of these subcultures, but I cling to one treasured habit of my youth - on weekends, I still like to sleep until noon.
Read the rest of Al Mckee's 2003 SF Gate column here.
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