Wow, congratulations on being the whole first page of posts, each one less meaningful than the one that preceded it. You must have nothing at all to do to post your tripe all day long. Nobody needed you to wash their car, mow their lawn, or give their dog a bath today? I realize that today is not a Canadian holiday, but still, even Ed next door didn't invite you over to look at the very large building blocking his view of the trucks passing on the highway? The two of you could have mumbled and grumbled and shaken your feeble little fists at the sky and cursed God for not letting you have your juvenile way. Hard to believe that you're still so scared of Bill.