After the breakdown, in a deep depression I layed down to take a nap. When I
awoke the house was still, I could hear the 'whurrrrrr' of the whisper cool fan in
my computer. It was bidding me to join it in the computer room, not fifteen feet
from where I lay. After clearing my head a bit with a big gulp of mountian dew
I followed the pied piper sounds, almost like I had no control of myself, into the
confines of my office. Finding my computer still on-line, I dove into 'Favorites'
and followed the well worn path to the garage. It was sure nice to find that all
of you were here. "Pop me a frosty will ya".