Deckman's feeding straight lines to Spaw, again!**bg** (Sorry, Bob, couldn't let it go by. I KNOW you didn't mean it that way!)

I can see it now...he'll drag out that sorry-assed old story about p***ing off the side of a bridge and dragging it in the mud it's so long and needing a tripod to hold it up with!

So, I wonder if Rick and Heather have cheap-assed purple candles dripping all over everything tonight?:-)

Seriously, darlin's...I hope that you are safe and comfortable and able to enjoy the unusual silence brought on when humankind's machinery stops. It's amazing how much quietness there can be, eh?

Well..until some guitarist starts up in the dark and breaks FOUR strings!

You are in our hearts always and our thanks givings every night and morning.

luvyakat