Soooo...  I had my heart broken this morning.  That's life, I suppose.  Wish I could say more presently, but I'm still taking stock.  It's like I used to say to my brother, Danny, or my friend, Terry, whenever I crashed a bicycle are ate shit cross-country skiing.  My wing man might say, "Are you okay?"  And I'd respond, "I'm still taking inventory..."  Meaning, I'm checking to make sure all the parts are still where they are supposed to be and nothing is pointing backwards or something...

So, yeah, I'm not sure if I'm okay.  Still taking inventory.  I'll keep you posted.