state....those of us that hang out in this...whatever it is...are pretty much a family...faceless though it may be. When you deal with family every day....you deal with the good and bad...the warts and the screw-ups. Sometimes we get carried away pounding furiously on the keyboard (well, SG all of the time)....but, we forgive and and usually allow the wayward back into the family.

A strange place. I can't, for the life of me, explain why it is the first and last place I look each day. But, it is.