Well hell's bells. My Rog got called out for a third or fourth time today, I forget, but he'd driven back and forth so many times, I told him I'd drive him, so doncha kt was thirty minutes before your show started? We didn't get back until it was over, so I missed it. I AM, however, listening to the blues and wailing along. GREAT stuff, as always. Someone ought to write an "I've got the Spouse of a Workaholic Blues" song. (Actually, he just really conscientious about his job.)