GETTING CLOSER

The morning has spoken and, so far, this is what's been rejected:
lick the tip
so far, so good
here's the redcap:

We're wallowing in Ellie Topo land and the outlook is challenging. You just can't fight-the-lid forever, so when lifted, here's how we'll face the 80s:
I'm getting a face-lift I'm looking ahead to summer when bird chirps and belly-rubs by pool bottom are numerous and I'll be there in better shape than now because that's what the script I'm writing says and I'm sticking to it. If life were only that simple. She has been marvelous during my recovery and a reasonable increase in my performance is doable and desirable, thank you. It really is all about getting things done, still having fun, not too much sun - - put it all together and it spells MOTHER and that's what I'm going with. When you get this far in life, you don't want the remainder to be painful and frustrating and, truth is, so far, so lucky.

A little 4 am soliloquy just for the record and, seriously, still the happiest guy.

Closing from 8 years ago;
Wrapped in a ribbon of fly away, non-matted hair, Wrinkles disappears. He is notorious for being swooned by the sway of the sagitos, but no one else in the room mattered. Maybe it was his frown that triggered his trademark lines which christened him a wrinkled man. It still mattered to Humpy Hump - who quietly never left the room. But day's dusk enters for another lights out. Click.