....and now, it's time for me to quit posting stoopid responses to everything I read. aaaaarrrrggghh!!! My wife snores like a freight train, my son f'd up the thermostat programming, so, it's 70+ at midnight, the baby has been cranky and screaming since about 0200, and one of my favorite neighbors has gone by about eight times, with his f'ing bass up to 180 Db. I'd like to go outside and test fire one of my fitties about now. My daughte runs the little cafe inside the Spanaway Kmart. I think I'll head down there in a couple hours and drink all the free coffee I can stand. And sit and watch all the hot 1200 pound beastesses with their sweatpants doing the "Kmart Krunch". eeeeeeeeeeewwww!!!!