(NOTICE -- PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING THUSLY -- INSERT FOREFINGER AND MIDDLE FINGER INTO YOUR NOSTRILS AND READ ALOUD IN YOUR BEST NORTH TEXAS/CENTRAL LOUISIANA ACCENT -- BARRING THAT, PRETEND THAT YOU ARE TOMMY LEE JONES, CISSY SPACEK OR HOLLY HUNTER (OK, I know that she's from Georgia, but she has the East Texas accent nailed!!)

Geez louise, y'all -- Look what happens when I go off and call my son down at college and cook supper for everybody else in the house! Lordy, lordy!!

Now, Ed darlin', I was jus' funnin' with ole gg (Ed, that means 'joking with'). Note the 'ha! ha!.' I didn't mean to start a flame war (but thanks just the same there 'kat for coming to my defense!)

Ever'body jus' git their panties out of the twist they're in (stick 'em in the fridge if necessary...) Translation: CHILL OUT!

Ed, one of the most important things you HAVE to have around here is a sense of humor/humour ... My God, you're talking to folks who get passionate and wax poetic about GRITS for goodness sake!!! [See -- BS: Grits -- one of my favorite BS threads of the last six months ;-) ]

That's one of the best things about the 'Cat -- if you take yourself too seriously, there's always somebody around to kick some sense into ya!!! But the good thing is that you usually get a big ole wet Grandma kiss right after...

And as for Art and his "Songs are nothing but structured B.S. that happens to have a tune," well, be there or be square, Ed, because the man hit the bull's eye on that one. And if you don't get it, you don't get it. But, that's OK, we won't kick you out of the family just yet . . . just don't tell us that you eat anything GREEN on grits . . .

Peace, Áine [P.S. -- Y'all can take yer fingers out of yer noses now!]