"Plastics, my boy, plastics!" says a wizened older fellow to the young Dustin Hoffman character in The Graduate.

Boy, was he right ... and wrong.

Is it just me, or does anyone else over 40 (gasp) remember that before there were plastic straws, we had a nice, wax-coated, paper version that flexed "funly" and could be recycled, like any waxed paper cup à la Starbucks.

Just sayin'.

A return to paper straws in Santa Barbara could be a good move in many ways.

I think I'll buy some stock in a paper straw company.