Sorry Pat...I thought that calling you a Texan jack-ass was like a compliment or term of endearment...sort of like saying you lovable rogue. And the 'fucking moron' bit was out of my fingers before I could stop them. Other cultures wouldn't understand that we can knock 7 bells out of each other and get drunk afterwards...although I assume your ancestors are from the west of Ireland and so are used to hammering it down, unlike us Corkonians. And I'm as American as any of you...I was humming the tune to the Waltons with my wife the other day...and Little House on the Prairie...and if you guys had to storm a beach again as in 1944 guess who'd be right there beside y'all. Yup! that's right M fucking E. as in ME...One short hairy green leprechaun...For the great gaels of Ireland are the men that God made mad...for all their wars are merry and all their songs are sad. GK Chesterton