Sounds like just the song for me--there I was at Quinn's Lighthouse, enjoyin' the company of the lovely 23 1/2 year old Sonja while my wife was sleeping in her car in front of the house, unable to unlock the front door (she had the key, and it's really quite easy, but she likes to think I plot against her--I really caught Hell that night, and I don't mean Wolfgang--even though that's Sonja's father's name). As for Sonja--well, I have a 32 year old unmarried son, very good looking, with a great job--and straight. I haven't managed to get them together yet... --seed