The sun kisses the morning sky
the birds kiss the butterfly
the dew kisses the morning grass
and....

(1974?) Cheech and Chong - Sister Mary Elephant

She never did finish that poem, but there's nothing like a little sequential imagination...

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I know "flaming - fighting" words when I hear them, and those weren't any. It certainly matters not that I don't know you as I sift through a hundred or more e-mails a day addressed to ex-employees from people I don't know... junk mail defines itself.

The connotation that your post held the qualities of an "over-processeced meat by-product" was pretty brutal I suppose, but it's widely held poetic imagery and I'm not all that creative.

However, I still assert that a hearty Welcome is in order... we all make mistakes... I'm still waiting for *that fun or interesting quip.

Oh, and by the way, we are all moderators of this board... including you.