Thanks for asking...Doing pretty good. I had an excellent smoke the other day. Dunhill Nightcap in a beautiful rusticated Cavicchi billiard that was given to me by one of my pen friends whose doctor forbade him to smoke any more. He has serious health issues, including an inoperable brain tumor. I think of him and quietly wish him well each time I smoke it. And I am thankful that I don't have a fraction of his health issues. The bowl lasted a blissful hour and 20 minutes while I watched The News Hour with Jim Lehrer, and then some MSNBC news.

Two weeks ago, I got a cute, sporty little Miata convertible, and I can't get this shit-eating grin off'n my face. The wife and I had a nice inauguration ceremony with for it. Poured a little champagne--OK then, sparkling wine--on the hood, and sat in the car (not moving) with the top down and drank the rest of it and talked/dreamed about doing Route 66 next Summer.

And my neck and shoulder are feeling much better since I started physical therapy and doing the assigned exercises more regularly.

Other'n the wars, pestilence, global warming, and the boobs still in the White House, I am feeling pretty good.