Morning Lizardim from the cold and windy wild north country. The four-letter S word is being bandied about for early next week - no, not THAT one, although our solidly blue constituency has no doubt been exercising that word a lot over the last week, as well. The nephew is still hanging in there, though the outcome remains in doubt; and another friend of the fish family was diagnosed with a completely unexpected degenerative nervous disease (specific flavor still to be determined). To top it all off, I had random car troubles yesterday afternoon in my fishmobile, thus leaving both of our cars with dubious reliability for the immediate future. When it rains, it pours, as they say. How go things among the lizardfolk?