Hi FML! This is Elizabeth, daughter of Bonehead Bob (AKA Dumb Dad). Dad asked me to post this for him. (sorry dad for letting the cat out of the bag) **** Hey guys, Some of you have noticed I haven't been answering much mail, apparently so much that I got a concerned phone call today about it. I *am* alive. I only smell dead. I was told that a tiny handful of FMLers are concerned about my health; why I don't know, but I was told if I didn't let people know what was going on, the caller would, if not on the FML, then in other methods. Since I hate rumors, I've reluctantly agreed, so please no more calls or emails on the subject, ok? Truthfully, I have a problem with my immune system (an autoimmunity problem triggered by a pissed cow doing the Mexican Hat Dance on my stomach a while back) and for the last week I have been taking some pretty good doses of methotrexate and sulphasalazine, as well as hiding from most people (not going to school until my basophils and eosinophils get back down to their normally-elevated levels) so I don't get sick during the treatment, not that the treatment doesn't make me sick enough as it is. As Elizabeth has blurted to all at the beginning of the summer, I need a surgical procedure, but until the autoimmunity problem is controlled, it would be a waste of time. So the docs have been filling me full of poisons, I am having all the metal in my mouth replaced with ceramic, and will have some minor surgery to remove some bullets and shrapnel picked up during my former lifeway (a get-the-lead out strategy). I have not been reading much of the FML (or anything else) but have been keeping up the pretense by having Elizabeth post for me from my backlog of questions and answers (which is now sort of low). She has also been typing in some mail for me, and helping with the ferrets. Of course, she has stolen my car for the duration... The bottom line is I will be basically offline for the next week, mostly because a side effect of the drugs (for me) is blurry vision (believe me, there are others not as pleasant....) I can get a few mails done, but get nasty headaches from the vision thing, so don't get in a snit (sic) or anything if it takes me a while before I answer. There, that should take care of my fan club. This might be a pain in the butt (ho ho) but don't hold a Bobs-off-the-FML party yet. I plan on being horribly obnoxous for quite some time. Besides, I haven't made Bill's life hard enough yet. (I think he owes me a beer. Naw, I think I owe him a couple for taking him on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride.) Bob C and the 20 Mo Laughing Ferts [Posted in FML issue 2104]