In the last month, my wife (of 17 years) has left me (though now has made a "mistake" and wants to reconcile), my job position ceased to exist, a bridge has become my abode and a two week stint in the local pokey was required. In spite of it all there is joy about. I now have more time to drink and smoke my favorite concoctions and have no-one to nag at me. :lol: I'll try to post more often between the self-induced foggery. One