I'd like to thank all my "family" members here who've both sympathized and shown concern for both mine and Connie's conditions. You hold a special place in my heart and I'm forever grateful. I still have a prostate operation to endure on Friday, and just as soon as I'm able to care for myself, I'm bringing Connie home to share whatever time we have left together. My world still revolves around the woman who polished up the person I am today. Now, if you truly want to insult me, the very best way you can go about it is to comment that my acidic or sarcastic replies to some of your most mundane and idiotic posts get replies from me because I'm "stressed". That's just like Obama blaming George Bush for Benghazi in my book. I spent 30 years in the military. I know what stress is. I'm damned sure not immune to it, but I've had a lifetime of experiencing it, seeing it, tasting it, and knowing the symptoms of it. I was professionally trained to be that way and while I was being trained, I was taught how to deal with it (until I actually went "postal" and someone else would have to put me in that white suit with the arms tied together). I was taught how to create a "safety wall" and how to separate the stress from the necessities to carry on a real life. We called it a touch post. When you left one stress point, you just rubbed your hand on a post outside where you were going symbolic of hanging those stresses there and only deal with them when you came back out of where you were going. I'm not the best at it as I'm not the best at much else, but I think I'm pretty damned good at it. The Taxidermy Net is one of my "touch posts". When I get on here, that other world can be forgotten for a few seconds. But I know ashholes live on both sides of the post. Hell, I'm one of them. But near and dear to my heart are the "Beginners". When I see someone talking down to a beginner or someone asking an honest question at their expense, I have the disposition of a momma bear. This ain't my first rodeo, I do crappy taxidermy work, I'm not the most expensive guy in the land, I don't have any "ribbons' to flaunt, but I can assure you, if need be, I'm going to leave teeth marks in your ass. Simple fact. It has ZERO, NADA, NOTHING to do with "stress". If your ego depends on skewering the character of another, I shouldn't be alone in speaking up. And if you happen to be the Grand Pooh Bah of the World and do it, you should refect on me pointing out the shame of how your remark sounded instead of "Oh, I should have figured that know-it-all George would say something." OR accuse me of saying something only because I was stressed. By the same token, many of you take my remarks as personal and carry that monkey on your back forever. You really should get rid of the monkey. I say what I say and once I've said it, it's history. I admire and adore the talent many of you exhibit. You do better work on your very worst day than I do on my best, but if I PERCEIVE you're wrong or that you've been condescending, then I'm the conscience you wish you had. That's what you get with me being here and Ken keeping this a public forum. Warts and all, it's who I am and my character was formed long long ago in time and it's not going to change much in what time I have left. If you don't like what I say or how I say it, you can tell me to pack sand or you can simply avoid reading it. You can't insult be because I refuse to be insulted. Most of them are true anyway, so why should I try. I still love you for what you are regardless.