Yeah... we all remember sneaking downstairs trying to see what we were getting for Christmas or looking all through the house for where the stuff was hidden. Remember how disappointed you were on Christmas morning when you had to open the presents and already knew what was inside, looking for that one particular gift? Or maybe that was just me?

Actually, I love surprises. Little tidbits are nice, but I'd just as soon not know anything and be completely surprised. Nothing beats that feeling of utter shock (ask the cows! ... okay, bad joke... my bad). Now, I'm not saying you guys should actually do this... I think the rest of the BBS would lynch me! (Is that a mob I hear coming closer?)

George