I have nothing to report either. Went to "work", fought out some pay issues, ate lunch, stared at some T and A, and left.
If it weren't for the BTE, I would live a sad, sad life. I did refrain from yelling and kicking the dog.

Flapjack, good to hear you are still on the mend, and able to schit yourself.

R.


You can run, but you'll just die tired.