I seem to be developing a tendency toward late-30's incontinence. This post made me laugh so hard it about pushed me over the edge. This one is right up there with the possum-in-a-prophylactic series of old. So rant on, big girl -- and have you considered abandoning your reluctance to assume the role of movie critic? I'm thinking you might just help Roger E. find redemption. He's lost all critical facility since Gene died...