Happy Birthday Pooh! Hope you had a wonderful day. "Smiles" Thought I would give you a trivia question along with the answer. Hey it's your birthday and you need the rest. "Smiles" Question: How do honey bees "communicate" with one another? Answer: They communicate by "dancing." Honey bees do a dance which alerts other bees where nectar and pollen are located. The dance explains direction and distance. Bees also communicate with pheromones. Just be careful when trying to get that honey or you could be dancing with the bee's. "Smiles" Again hope you had a wonderful birthday. Joyce

Thanks everyone. Spent the day with my wife and my mother. They took me to Provino's Italian Restaurant for dinner. Just gonna spend the rest of the evening watching TV and playing on the computer. As Eeyore would say, "Thanks for noticing me." Pooh Bear

Thank you everyone. I had a great birthday. We went out to eat at a very nice restaurant. Came home to find an answering machine message from our daughter and the grandkids singing me Happy Birthday. That was the best gift I could have gotten. Pooh Bear Here is a link that might be useful: Provino's Italian Restaurant

Thanks to all of you for your good wishes. Most of the snow had gone by yesterday, but we had a bit more, overnight - for which I'm thankful ... for when I backed the car out of the shed and returned to close the door ... there was a slim trail of brown stuff going out to the car. I backed it up a bit ... and there was a brownish pool under where the motor had been. Was it oil? If so, and I drove it ... soon no oil and seized engine. Brake fluid? Tranny fluid? Drove running engine uphill, coasting down, about 8 mi. to the church to have coffee with the old guys. No trail anywhere near where I entered the parking lot or under the car. Drove to the other church, 5 mi. or so, to tell the minister of an interesting speaker, Naomi Klein, on climate change and our current world situation in town tonight. I was noticing that the gas gauge seemed to be dropping much more quickly than usual. No residue trails visible ... but I'd coasted in. Drove ... carefully, through town, in case the droppings were brake fluid ... to the garage. Fuel filter rusted out, must be replaced, along with some of the gas line. Fifteen minute walk to the library, to talk to you guys ... and it's about time to wander back, as they may have the car fixed. Good thing I visited the bank yesterday, as I was almost broke, before. Thanks again for all of your good wishes - I value my relationship with you folks, some of whom I've met IRL. ole joyfuelled ... with a bit o' fuelling help from gasoline ... and furnace oil