I think my nausea has gone away, Mikey, so you're off the hook. I'm debating going to bed or eating some ice cream. Or both. I'm hamstrung on my Indianapolis Symphony work until tomorrow when Alex Rybeck gets back from the cabaret conferecne at Yale and I can get some musc and answers from him. I'm also depressed because I ran out of checks yesterday and I have to order more from the bank tomorrow. I am not happy at the moment.