Hello everyone, Well, you know, a complaint that it's too quiet almost reads like an invitation for me to post another epic, but I think I can control myself. I know of a lecturer who once said that when he sees a podium he feels the way a drunkard feels when he sees a bottle. When I see a quiet mailing list I feel like a lecturer who feels like a drunkand etc. I just returned from Menlo Park/Palo Alto CA where I was getting some training and picking some brains at a company whose software we hope to integrate into our own applications. Of course the high point of the trip was lunch with the director of algorithm development, not because he filled me in on all the behind the scene computer sciencey details, but because, being vacation time and all, he had his 10 and 7 year old daughters along. So while cutting class at the darling of silicon valley startups, I spent an hour and a half discussing important things like which planets their teachers come from, nail polish and pierced ears. After spending some quality time on Charlotte's Web and The Little Prince, (I have to be honest: we also discussed the Babysitter's Club series, too) talk eventually got around to knock-knock jokes (doesn't it always?) and then riddles in general. Eventually, I said to this up and coming fifth grader that the next joke might be familiar if she had read For Esme With Love and Squalor, and before I got a chance to ask the riddle she piped up in pure sincerity, "No, I haven't gotten to that one yet" (you were expecting maybe that she had read it?). If I were Holden, I would say, she just knocked me out, heck I'll say it, she just knocked me out. She did not guess the answer, and her little sister did NOT cover her face with a napkin. I did not happen to meet any little girls with dolls on the plane, which was just as well, since it was the overnight flight. But going as I am on 13 hours sleep in 4 days, you will excuse me if I'm a bit manic as I stop into the office on the way home and find a total of like 6 messages over three say, so I just decided to waste your time a little and ... all the best, Mattis