Thanks, all! I'm especially glad to see that is still thinking about killing me, unless poor Gaetan has somehow managed to incur her wrath.
My B-Day is usually kind of a nonevent, but I'm excited about this one. My liver will be celebrating its eleventy-first birthday tomorrow night, and the rumour is that it's going to be one heckuva killer party. I just hope my stupid spleen isn't invited.
(Erich, do you keep GMT too?)
(Clem, would I at least come close to passing the Turing Test?)