...and as I drift I find myself in this very thread, as promising as any thread to float in to whilst dreaming in cyberspace, and so I settle down and look at what I have to play with in this dream....and of course there is a lot going on with wires and discs and there is a sign that says to ride the Celeron you must be as tall as Snoopy and I'm not quite as tall as the Charlie Brown sign over by the Pentium rides, so I'm stuck but if I think positive it might be fun and since I just ate a bunch of cookies out of the recycle bin (and I wouldn't admit that to just anybody), I think I might just as well stay with the slower rides anyway and off I go....past the ferretsoft and onto the homesite of the folk music school where I teach bodhrán to people who think they're gonna make big bucks in the music industry and then to the website of Rush Limbaugh, so I rush through as quickly as this slow Celeron will carry me and thank God I make it through without too much of it rubbing off on me, and next I find myself at the Mudcat Tavern but I promised to post a dream to this very thread so I come back to where I started and look around and see a big Screen and AAAAGGHHH.....there's this goofy guy hunched over a keyboard staring at me and I wake up screaming!

Slán,
Rich