I stayed up real late last night and fell asleep in my chair, upright and fully clothed. When I woke up, the sun was up, and then I climbed into my bed and slept some more, fully clothed.

I woke up at 0930, way past my duck feeding time, so I jumped in my truck and drove to the park, fully clothed.

The ducks were bitchy this morning, fighting among themselves while eating from my hand, all of them were picking on Goose so I tossed him some extra. People drove by so I was really glad I was fully clothed. Besides, sitting naked in front of hungry bitchy birds is not wise.

I am now home, working on massaging another retired day into something memorable. And yes I am, and will remain that way, until I am not...