Hey! Where'd y'all go? I swear, I leave the pub fer a coupla hrs & this is what happens? *shaking head in disbelief* If y'all're not careful, I just might launch into my repetoire of CoC~violating limericks! Just to entertain myself, ye unnerstand. Now, lemme see . . . "Madras”? “Nantucket”? (I know four versions.) I know, “The Human Vine,” for "my" sisters~in~absentia! No! Wait! “The Desert Camel” is appropriate for this persona. But I think I'll take advantage of the lull & finally get my supper together. Mebbe in an hour, after dessert. If it's still quiet.