LOL LOL O Departed Stallion, my love, I just came back on & saw your Boxers-or-Briefs History of Time & Journeys from the Spinning Center of yer Universe etc. HAR HAR HAR magnificent-- you posted it wee-wee hours today & I just got it (uhh, I don't get it!) / see it IS all relative, Your Time, My Time, Mudcat Time, CNN-Time-Warner-Time... Newfie Time ("the Lord took half-an-hour more, and created Newfoundland..") ..of course Irish Time reigns supreme, but that can wait...I'm with ya on the ale-tasting as th' best research, though I'll take stout if ye got it..and on feminiminityism without the fanatifattycriticism...now that BatmanRobin Club of Bentleys, even I can't fake familiarity with that one & I'm a certified certifiable fakkir (fokker? better be careful here newbie...messerschmidt? nein nein)/I shall abbastain on the very hard question of L. the Sq.'s lip 'cause je ne parle pas francais, Pa, plus I usually only kiss if yuh poke muh 'hones & I dinna want trouble up the ol' kazoo here; but nobody's shavin' MY moustachy-eye-o wit' no dam tin whistle, y'hair? Even though it IS the cutting edge of alla dem amusicockle innishtryminks / Well, ol' Paint, though we seem to have a Lot in Commons I guess our wedding was just not Meant to Be. I'll never forget ya though. We can think of each other every National Impotence Day, and dream of what might have been; and drink a toast to Us & Ale & Einstein with a chorus of

Raise your Glass
To the Pleasures that Pass,
Time, gentlemen, Time.