You know how there's one morning each year when you awaken and, because of the date, start the day with memories of things you've enjoyed during the run of your life.  Yeah, that day.  Well, today is mine and the posts below are random things I thought about in the early morning.

[If you're wondering why cigarettes made it, it's because of what Leonard Cohen did on his 80th birthday; I thought it had some fatalistic, and pragmatic, style to it.]