It's well past the cocktail hour at The Cocktail Hour

When I got out of bed this morning, a bit after 6:oo a.m., I sat and reflected on my status as an embodied soul eternally in the sight of God. I found myself wanting.

This is the last day of The Cocktail Hour's first week, and I can say that I'm pleased. This is the 30th post, and on at least two occasions I've provoked Billy Beck. Not bad for seven days.

May week number two see 31 posts and three provocations of my dear friend.