Yes, I was almost literally kidnapped by Shatner in the guise of Captain Kirk of the U.S.S. Enterprise. Last time that happened I really was away from the 'cat for almost five years. But Mom, I'm home again. I was away on various imaginary galactic travels, including audio files I found of Star trek. When things like this happen, I put my energy into them for a time.

Such is my way. I'm a mysterious Scorpio nomad. But my email is very reliable, and I always write back, so those who have or want it can contact me. I promise to check my PMs once a day, too. Really, no, no, I am touched. I like to be a strange one, but not too much of a stranger. I like my hidey-hole.

Now that rapaire has admitted to gradually sawing at my white cane ... ok, ok, he didn't admit it; he tried to blame Bee-Dubya. Ah, such a life.

Teresa

P.S. In the country of the blind, the one-eyed man is king. thank you, H. G. Wells.

My RDA of pure BS. :)