Kickass has a good day

Kickass, the doorstop dog, notes along with the keeper, the measure of a good day when you almost as old as the wheel:

         *Getting out of bed and standing up.

         *Showering, shaving, dressing and putting on shoes, especially putting on shoes.

         *Turning on the coffee maker that Phyllis has pre prepped.

         *Preparing and eating the same boring bacon-toast-egg breakfast that never gets boring and drinking the big glass of milk that Phyllis cites as one of the indicators the keeper retains remnants of his childhood.

         *Taking out the trash, this being a biggie since it involves lifting, carrying and leaving the living quarters for a foreign location.

         *Sitting in front of either the computer or the television set and realizing that taking out the trash may be the highlight of the day, both physically and intellectually.

         *Margaritas and Mexican food with Julie and Ken at Casa Fiesta where proprietor Tony relates how he is being shaken down by a trio of neighborhood pre-schoolers.

         *To bed while the chickens still party on and the September night flexes its warm muscles.

         THAT is the measure of a good day by the only measure that counts–being part of it!