Well, danged! I'm having to type this from the "couch" since this is one of them matters that one only discusses with a shrinkerator...

Ahhh, heck if I know?

Well, okay, I'm gonna give all you gossipin' Catters the real deal...

Ahhh, like I knew the P-Vine while my late wife, Judy, was dieing of breast cancer. yeah she was teachin' Orff music and working at the coffee shop where I got my mornin' coffee.

Then a few months after Judy died I discovered that the P-Vine was gettijn' seperated from her husband and, well, we both being Christains, kinda hooked up and stayed hooked up thru her divorce and then we got married two years ago in her church where she sings in the choir.

Ahhh, the ol' gal is I reckon somewhere around 3 years older than me and has more quirks than a Chevy Vega, but, hey, I ain't exactly too *normal* my ownself so like what am I to do.

But I love theP-Vine and she loves me and so I reckon everything is purdy cool.

Did I miss any of the questions?

Bobert