Great minds run in the same gutter. I met this airline pilot captain type person sitting at the back of the bar waiting for happy hour to start. It was about 9am, but he was on reserve and figured he might as well have a seat so he could beat the crowd. Well anyway, he mentioned that it might be nice (one could say he was commanded to say that) if I might take a photograph of a certain metal and fiber optic christmas tree-type decoration that suddenly appeared in the hangar. Funny, I said, I have already done that (since I was hard up for something to photograph this morning) and certainly had intentions of uploading that to PBase as my daily enterprise. I promised him that I would do this as soon as I returned home whereupon he jumped from his seat and hurried out of the room ranting about some between two consenting adult type favors that were about to be heaped upon him by some consenting adult type female person for causing said image to apppear on the internet. Always happy to help I said to the south end of the northward moving Guppy type airline pilot as he went out the door and was immediately enveloped by the blizzard that was raging on State Street. Life is never dull for me. With friends like these, the excitement never ends.