[Aredubjay]

Bill, I ran into an SVXer near Terre Haute, Indiana, on my way up HWY 41 to Chicago, last Wednesday. He pulled into the gas station where we had stopped for a bathroom break and snacks. We were in the company van. I immediately started walking over to him as he stopped the car. You could see the "near fear" on his and his wife's faces. But, as he walked around the back of the car, I merely introduced myself as a "fellow SVXer." He said that he and his wife had driven from Maryland to St. Joseph, MO and were on their way back home. We exchanged pleasantries about how wonderful the cars were and comfortable they were on long hauls. Then, I bade them a safe trip and walked away. In the excitement, I failed to mention my name, the clubs, the color of my car . . . I forgot that I had the "club cards" that came with my CD purchase . . . in other words, I probably left them thinking I was a complete looney toons! Of course, for those of you who actually know me . . .