How much better could it get?
Start with the smell of breakfast cooking. A drive down to the beach where there were some classic cars, a ton of bikes and of course some girls exposing their tender bits after a long hibernation. A nice Angus (leave the 'g' alone
) burger with a blue cheese sauce and coffee with friends on the way back.
Oh yeah, down at the beach I had 4 ginger ales with a splash of cranberry with that little lime wedge stuck onto the rim of the glass. Red and sweet. Mmmm...
The fist one cost me a couple of bucks that I enjoyed sitting out in the sun while waiting for an out door table and the rest were not on the bill so I gave the waiter a 10 spot on a $15 lunch tab (me & the girl). Her drinks were free too.
Yeah, it can get better. But when I got home I
ran to the computer. I still have a couple of articles to get through before I can show my face in the BR-1 thread.