It seems we're now inflating these smple wordistic maneuvers to Nucularean Proportions. But I won't cave in to milum's idle flattery (after all, he did award AsP for zinging ME!) by knuckle-earing up to him with pseudo-statuesque tributes. Besides, like the great George C. Scott, I find all awards for artistic achievement (ahem) to be rather pukular. And I won't show up for the ceremony...