That one was meant for you Teresa. Most people go to song writer's clubs for a pat on the back only.

There's a blind gal at PASA (Philadelphia Area Songwriter's Alliance) and she always comes up with some comment that the others have missed and it's obvious that she actually listened to the song. Which is a bugger when you've done something wrong *GRIN*

Aha! Lady Jean, Slivovice is a SIPPIN' drink. And grits at Eunice's in Huntsville Alabama are really good. And I know a lot of the words of ball of Kerriemuir so don't trust me either. And I've never tasted library paste.