Thy kingdom come. What is it about kingdoms that elicits praise from every believer? I'm certain I never wished for a kingdom but maybe if I did, it would come. The common man version of a kingdom is a solvent lifestyle that brings joy and happiness every day knowing fully that those whom you love are keeping their head above water. Now that's a kingdom. So I could get into things about President Lincoln that are obscure, happy hour at Red Robin, where millionaires flocked in the Roaring 20s, what mature Lady Banks look like, why the spa shouldn't be more than 99 degrees, why the times there's no eggplant there's a chicken alternative, a warning that zolpidem takers should not be dislocated without one, Baskin-Robbins has black walnut if you're lucky and when the phone rings at 4:30 AM you are awake for good. Actually the thing that needs stressed here is when you are fortunate to be company to incredible but quirky doers of tthe right stuff, you're really part of a kingdom that cannot be beat. Tonight the familiar bed just might be a BFF. Told you I'd be back.