One frivolous luxury of your choice - what would it be?

The world's best bone-cracker-slash-masseuse at my beck and call. I'd call him (or her) Mr. Sunshine (or Lady Sunshine) because every day would feel like a bright morning in spring. The spring of my life, that is.

I used to get worked-over by an Asian chiropractor/masseuse twice a month for 4 or 5 months. Man oh man, that guy was good.
 
The world's best bone-cracker-slash-masseuse at my beck and call. I'd call him (or her) Mr. Sunshine (or Lady Sunshine) because every day would feel like a bright morning in spring. The spring of my life, that is.

I used to get worked-over by an Asian chiropractor/masseuse twice a month for 4 or 5 months. Man oh man, that guy was good.
Sounds good :)
 
Don't know, but I'd like the chance to figure it out!

Probably come visit you ;) .
When I took early retirement, I signed up with a company of Head Hunters. They offered me a job for a Rock and Roll band that was going on tour for 18 weeks. They needed an experienced B-757 pilot to cart them around. All I had to do was to fly the plane. I didn’t have to load and unload the instruments, clothing, nothing, except fly the plane. I could even hire my own co-pilot or First Officer.

The problem I ran into was that it was a tour in parts of Europe and the U.S. I had never flown International, but that wouldn’t have stopped me. The money was great. The paid days off were also very good. Everything was fine. The problem that I had was that I was told there would be a lot of wild partying going onboard while in the air. I have very strict rules about behavior while flying and the group wasn’t willing to meet them. They even offered me a $100,000.00 bonus to turn a blind eye, but I told them they would be better off getting someone else.
 

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