I worked with a guy whose wife was a nurse at a hospital in the city of St. Louis.

Seems an upstanding pregnant citizen of the browner variety was admitted deep in the throes of labor... In her hysteria while being wheeled into the delivery room she noted the "No Smoking" sign which apparently held a deeper meaning for her. After a fine baby boy was delivered, the lady was asked for a name... "Nosmo King" was the chosen name.

An absolutely true story...


“Perfection is Achieved Not When There Is Nothing More to Add, But When There Is Nothing Left to Take Away” Antoine de Saint-Exupery