Kick Ass

(Sorry for the cuss word. But, since it seems like no one else is posting, that must mean that you all aren't even visiting the blog. Because, I mean, why would you visit and not post? So, if you aren't visiting, you'll never know I cussed.)

I'm kick ass.

I mean, it's a general feeling I have, but when I am alone at a bar on business travel, and I just finished my second glass of wine and my entree hasn't come yet, the feeling gets really powerful.

For this particular post, I'll tell you I'm kick ass because I jogged 5 miles in 47:13 this morning.

Beat that. (which means, by the way, that you'll need to actually POST in order to beat that.)