Holy cow, this thread only had ten pages when I left for my meeting last night after practicing my Karaoke for 4 hours, too. When i got to the place we sing, my voice was in tatters, so I just sang Woodie Guthries "This Land is Your Land, this Land is my Land" and dedicated it to the vets who were there. Fortunately, a lot of folks were a few beers into feeling no pain...

Unfortunately, I had to leave because I am allergic to alcohol and cigarettes. Since I just drank a hot dr. pepper with lemon, the cigarette smoke had my whole face swollen up, so I left as discreetly as I knew how. lol So much for a meeting. I got home at 1 am and finished a quilt top before coming here. I will have to read some more, but have a feeling the loyal opposition will not be feeling as mellow as the company of friends last night, so maybe I will be able to get the swollen face down to size in the meantime. Y'all post and bring peace to the Western world, okay? That means you must play nice.

BBL.