Paul Stone, "driving a friggin bicycle" Phil: You lucky bastard! I have to walk. Uphill. Both ways. Eric: You lucky Canadians! My bicycle is "stored" in another apartment and I just had to hobble to a doc to get a steroid shot in my foot so I could hobble home. By the end of the trek ,I was moving like that character at the end of William Gaddis' _The Recognitions_, walking on all fours like a dog and barking. Then some kid urinated on me. ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html