Sorry if it sounded like that. I only call her arse, because that's where her head's shoved up. Hmmmmm...ace arse, arse ace, arse face, I'll think of a name for her.....maybe while sitting in a parking lot across the street from a drug store with the wife over a box of popcorn. Hmmmm, hmmm, sounds like fun. We'll be sure to bring plenty of paper towels, that buttered popcorn can get really messy. Hey face, lived in Auburn Hills bout 8 years, back in the 80's. Guess I'll always be a Wolverine. Take care all.