Oops! In my excitement at being able to type the name of the flying Finn, I, once again, have forgotten the OSO: Am I the only person in the world who feels obliged, whenever a good friend offers the earth-shattering news of an impending marriage, to utter aloud the unmatchable sentiment: RAISE HIGH THE ROOFBEAM CARPENTERS ? (And/or, given the somewhat sad--if not disastrous--conclusion of the events invoked by the above story, should I think about seeking out other salutations?) Cheers, Paul