Joel D Canfield bragged ... >>I'm at about 11,000 words Wow! That's gobsmackingly impressive! Most excellent Sir! I salute you! ;-) ... And slandered ... >>What next - gonna start drinking Coors Light and eating Pace Mild with your store-bought chips? Whaaaa??? ... Picante sauce from ... *NEW YORK CITY*???? <shudder /> Wellllllll, I might expect that from some guy who ... <starts bobbing head to the bass and throws gang (or at least ASL) hand signs /> Yeah ... Uhn ... Uhn ... buys his IPA at the IGA on a rainy day in the month of May cuz he was on his way to pick up back pay in the city by the Bay or so _some_ say Yeah. Get yo hands up!  Actually, we pushed back a few Jim Dundee Honey Browns and Dos Equis Ambers this past weekend. Most of which, (yes, most - my wife logged 27 hours myself a bit less), was spent painting the interior of my wife's daughter's house ... ALL of it. Inna weekend. Onna bun. The carpet install guys come today I think. We had to get all of those rooms done ahead of time. Quite a bit of work for a couple of old cripples! >>Ron, your cruelty is exceeded only by your cruelty. Like I tells my son: "That's Sick *AND* Twisted to you, Mister!" ;-) RonL. (Wondering what Joel's novel will be about ... Hmmmm ... music, beer, set in Ireland ... Must be onna them highbrow musical comedy thangs.)  Today's discovery ... Apparently *some* people find it more than a little disconcerting when AARP card-carrying white dudes crank up Kayne West 'Jesus Walks' or Dead Prez 'Turn Off the Radio' in the office. How amusing! ;-) Watched a wonderful show on PBS this weekend with one of the grandsons. It was a kids show teaching ASL. We had a great time signing things like "I like cheese." (where was Aardie?) and "You don't like candy!" What a fun show!