It's been a long, mostly dull conversation. This, of course, is the one I've been waiting for. Anxiously. Fingers stumbling aimlessly, flippantly through the drivel and bilge that I click out of my keyboard, one eye casually fixed on the spine of a weathered edition of _Ecrits_, the other rabidly flitting from name to name in my inbox looking for the good doctor. He, I know, is reclining somehwere in a wooden sunchair at the far end of a long lawn, in a white linen suit, a mint julip in one hand and the barrel of a shiny 1910 Westley Richards Double in the other. Pull! > Unless you include the visual > images of real items in my head as such. Is that what > you mean? Precisely. > What balls. As in "bollocks"? -- Matt Kozusko mkozusko@parallel.park.uga.edu