I guess I'ma man of simple pleasures at heart. But tonight, right now, I'm sitting on my front porch with a tall glass of iced tea, half a pack of cigarettes, and a pretty decent buzz. Everyone else is sleeping, the wife, the kids, the dog. Just me and my wife's pointless cat Eddie (short for Edward Teach, I got to name the flea bag) enjoying the quiet murmur of traffic on Belair Rd. that filters through my ear buds. And right now, life is pretty damn good.