Well, thanks all, fir these kind words. Yeah, getton' oler has its drawbacks, indeed. Now, being the mechanically declined feller that I is, over the years I have broken bones in my hand, sliced and diced fingers, smashed fingernails mistaking them for the other kind od nails, bit hangnails until they bled, brutally bruzed and banged the poor things *but* always figured out a way to platy around thebounties of my fool heartly suicidal attempts starting with my hands. *But* this is different because if this monster that I gotta wear over the arm/wrist/hand that was surely designed by someone who always wanted to be a guitar picker but was too lazy to learn and is trying to get ven with everyone who made the journey.

That's my take on the entire thing except to say, * I will not be beaten!* No sir! Last night as I was laying in bed trying to fall asleep I was thinking of coathangers, duct tape and guitar picks and I think I'm close on beating this nasty aparatus.

Hope your sliced finger is mending, Jerry, and don't worry about ol' Bobert. I'm gonna lik this one,too.

Bobert