Shit! There I was, typing out a brilliant reply to Amos and...I hit some damned button on the keyboard and it vanished into cyberspace! AAAARGGGGHHH! It's gone forever. This happens occasionally, and I don't even know which button it is yet that does it!

Anyway....Amos, you sly dog, you are right. :-) Or Liebenscheiss is. Wunderbar analysis! Growing up as a shy Canadian kid in an ignorant, bigoted, brain-dead, two bit, small-minded, right wing little dogpile of a town in upstate New York has no doubt left resounding marks on my psyche to this day...

I succhest zat Herr Liebenscheiss get togedder mit mein analyst, Herr Trotlhauffer, und zey can start comparink notes und get to ze bottom uff ziss whole mess zat iss goink on in mein kopf! Ya. It may not yet be too late to restorink mein equvilibrium und gettink me on ze road to mental stability and social achustment.

- LH