It's probably because I ate so much Thanksgiving dinner I feel as though I might croak ...

I NEVER intend to eat that much. But it was fun, with plenty of good company and good food.

Besides, Spaw, I'm always thinking of either band names or epitaphs. My favorite epitaph, and the one I do so hope my children will select for me, despite the fact that I intend to be cremated, is, "See? I *told* you I was sick..."

(this isn't thread creep, is it? I mean, don't dudes find discussions of epitaphs and cremation 'n' shit pretty attractive, or have I just been hanging out with the wrong dudes?)

Wyo Pansy Rue Woman, M.B.