Well, um, your stifledness is rubbing off on me! I suppose I'll take my own past advice and just type whatever. Apples. Bonana King. Fractal. Good morning Mr. Magpie... how are we today...
Sometimes we don't know what to say, but it's precisely when we start trying to find something to say that we perpetuate our own suffering. We never find what we are looking for. I'm getting more into the groove of not worrying about anything. Oh, how I like that mode of existence.
Anyway, you were on the TC once - I remember your FACE!