Morning. Earlier than usual morning. Middle Daughter has therapy appointment. MUST. NOT. FAIL. DAUGHTER.
Pad out to dining room with coffee and meal. Check email. Hmmmm. Check flist. Hmmmm. No ideas. Close windows. Prepare to shut down 'puter.
Brain-gage! Reopen browser:
Are we sure the plucky fellow isn't just stringing us along? Although clearly it isn't a case of the cat's gut his tongue.