You are so welcome, Shirley-the-Winner.
Hello, Rochelle. Sorry, it doesn't work that way. I answer myself all the time here, and everybody just ignores me. (Probably for the best.) And the lights are on a timer, unless the jackalope reset it. Hey, we're green.
Okay, the lawn has been mowed, the dogs fed, my shower taken, and dinner's on the oven. I've got a blog entry to write and a Hub to complete. I'll be in and out all night, or at least until about three or so.
Shirley, you will let us know when you win that contract, right? I'll hear you whooping all the way to Texas?