Whoo...Okay, it's morning, the shadows have departed and though it's cold, the sun is shining. One kid missed the bus, a cat barfed right outside the bathroom door, Karen's Prelude has a flat...things are looking normal.

Thanks for the reality check katlaughing. I think the wide open spaces attract the strange...not you...but the assorted kooks and nabobs you mention. I 'm not concerned about what happens at the critical Y2K moment in New York, London, Tokyo, etc. I AM worried about the effects in East Bunghole, Idaho!!! What if almost nothing goes wrong??? Might be like the A-bomb scenario. "We've got this thing now, don't need it, but damn! Whaddaya' think? Let's blast hell outa' somebody anyway!" If this hits the survivalists, supremacists, et.al., NOW THAT could be a bigger problem than anything on Y2K. Hey, I got an idea! Let's send them all tipples.

On the other hand we could talk about your moon and Uranus. Or mine...no, skip that, too hideuos for words and a picture is not readily available. But(t) when was the last time you mooned anyone(thing)(place)??? Sounds like a thread topic. "WHEN and WHO DO MUDCATEERS MOON?"

Later,

catspaw