I really don't know what to advise some people to do with me. Really; I get carried away. Here's my latest example; an email out to the whole list in response to friends in our town home complex inviting everyone over for an elections-results party. We're warned that it's a democrat household, but everyone is welcome, which I know for sure is the truth. 'S' and 'J' are special people and I'm happy to count them as friends. On with it. Well, I've been letting 'FP' off the hook lately, and in any case, I don't get political unless in response to someone else (so 'fair game'). Don't know whether I can take all the "excitement," but you know I always enjoy the two of you, 'S' and 'J'. Ah, the bi-annual tribal ritual. Which tribe shall prevail? Me? I'll be rooting for the tribe that "wins" most elections: the 40-50% or so who don't vote, leaving the other tribes to divvy up the rest. But seriously, my life, property, and rights aren't up for a vote, and I don't believe any of yours are either. In short, I'd never consider doing that to you. But what choices, eh? I...