Come over here, Camille, & sit beside me - help me scowl at those two hilarious lads while they instruct us in the New, Bright, All-American way of Death. (The variety currently being practised in the skies over Serbia.) If you bring your Australian solemnity it should go very nicely with my Scots Presbyterian self-righteousness. Talk about distusting paties. We'll show 'em. Incidentally, I *knew* I must have been mistaken about that hoedown commemorating Thor's divorce. What we'd been led to believe was a real hoot was evidently an EXTREMELY decorous gathering with bon mots being gently tossed around like petit fours & thin slices of weltschmerz served on Dresden plates. Scottie B.