It happened when that first piss occurred that didn't have Billy singing "we didn't start the fire" bel canto in my mind. Homeopathy, sis-tips, dodging doc visit, all get the credit applied. But it settles any "what if" possibilities all the while peacocking a little that the healing function still works. There's still tomorrow so put away the cohiba, for now.

What came first the chicken or the dick-fire that ruined, I tell you, the return of 25 hi-5. Who knows/cares? Think about the worst bed-ridden moments when you thought "what if I never feel any better?" and you now pee Ok again and that matches today's feeling. Needs to be said.

Where Shangri La features no aging is Granshi La where there's aging but the mawnback has become the prized feature. Screw that bromide about tipping your hand or premature exaltation - - just praising the moment.