No, Pat, he will also find what he is looking for. As Gypsy's story so rightly points out, you get what you're looking for, or perhaps more to the point, you get what you express. I never got anything but smiles when I walked down the streets of NYC, most likely because I smiled at them first... (And I once had the most fascinating few hours of talk with the old black men who were living in Grand Central Station 30 years ago...wonderful people!)

And you will note that I used quotes around what's-his-face's name, since I, to do not think his option of the name makes him any more real than any of the rest of us who live here.

CamiSu