Heck, I've been out working - someone has to pay MOM's light bill. And I mowed the lawn at lunchtime. There's this spot between my house and the house next door that is like a solar oven at the noon hour. I thought I'd bake my brains before I finished that stretch of the yard.

I have since recovered. Keep up the good work, there are bound to be poachers hanging out behind the outhouse, just waiting to run up and ring the bell when no one is looking.