<< P.S. Why does today feel like Friday to me? >> maybe it was a crazy premonition that popped into your skull layin down some beats along your frenzied synapses tinklin slow jazz like a drunken blue rooster shaking up the form of the day until Thursday and Friday became like flip city man kevin (da da da da dum) --------------- Unsubscribe by going to http://www.actwin.com/OtR/