Ever get in one of those conversations with someone that goes, "What time period would you liked to have lived?" I do. People seem to be fascinated about living in other times. Maybe we think we'd be the smartest kids in the class if we could go back in time knowing what we know now.

Things would probably be the same somehow. I believe if I could go back in time and invent Facebook, no matter how persuasive I could be about it, I don't think I could make it happen. I don't think if I had a copy of historic sport scores and went back in time to make bets, it would work. Somehow it would be self adjusting, this time thing. Maybe things are meant to be the way things are meant to be and the way they just are.

At one time I used to answer the question of when I would like to have lived by saying, "Not before air-conditioning and penicillin were invented, but before AIDS," however, I really think I would have done well in the 1920s because I dig the clothes, the books of the time, the art, the movies, the music and the way women were coming along and becoming independent, making changes and taking charge of their lives.

Used to love reading stories about that time period. I know things were rough on some, but there were pockets of great success and happiness. Both of my parents were born in 1927 and that year always seemed kinda magical to me, but I'd wanna go back to 1920 and ride it out for a while.

This is my friend Marilyn with me in the photo. I think she'd be perfect in the 1960s dating Jim Morrison, or maybe she'd be hanging out with James Dean a few years further back. She watched Brando with me in "Last Tango in Paris" and she saw him in "A Streetcar Named Desire" and I could tell she really dug him. She's super-smart, funny, beautiful, artistic, has a great voice, she writes, she acts, she sings and has an awesomely amazing relationship with her mom, sister and grandma…

Now thinking about it, I don't believe I'd want to live in a time before she existed. I wouldn't want to miss out on all her epicness.