As all you over in the other hemisphere slumber (visions of sugar plums dancing in your head no doubt. Peculiar thing to have a vision of really) here in Australia it is Christmas morning. I am in a long sleeved dress owing to a rash on my back (damn my allergic English rose complexion) and it is bloody hot. So I thought, in the spirit of the kettle drummer at Radio City Music Hall (and not, I hope, with the showy faux brilliance of the angels behind the gauze, For Whom Jesus Would Have Puked) I'd like to wish you all a merry one, and a cool one (snow! snow! I envy your snow!) Happy you-know-what, Camille (-:>* verona_beach@geocities.com @ THE ARTS HOLE www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Theater/6442 @ THE INVERTED FOREST www.angelfire.com/pa/invertedforest