Raised by beavers in the frozen north, I escaped as an adolescent and made my way South, where I worked as a roustabout in the circus until they invented the pc and gave me a purpose in life. Also waited tables, cut down trees, answered telephones, ran a drillpress, went to Colombia to spread the virus of English and discover the glory that is the guanabana, taught French to inner city kids in Birmingham (chez what?), and generally cut up and got in trouble. I yardsail for entertainment and relaxation. I *SO* need to declutter as a result... I generally do things to excess. C'est la vie. ;)