davie, this was great and really a lot of fun (well, not for the folks who had to endure that holiday! ;) ) ... the rhythm moved right along ... enjoyed the smile :)
To see what we have never seen, to be what we have never been, to shed the chrysalis and fly, depart the earth, kiss the sky, to be reborn, someone new: Is this a dream or is it true?

Can our future be cleanly shorn from a life to which we're born? Is each of us a creature free -- or trapped at birth by destiny? Pity those we believe the latter. Without freedom, nothing matters.

~The Book of Counted Sorrows