Ahhhhh.  There, that's more like it.  Like slipping into a new pair of jeans, JUST the right size when you first buy them, before they're changed and customized by wear and washing.  That new jean smell.  The stretchy feeling of brand new materials.  When sis asked how was the new keyboard, my only thought at the time was "it's SPRINGY".  I don't know that I'll ever be aware of this same sensation again, because this springiness will eventurally become just what is.  It wont be one thing compared with another, it will just be it.  The one.  The thing you use.  So therefore, ask me again, how is the new keyboard?  IT's GREAT! It feels good!  It ergonomically fits my fingers like a well designed pair of really flat, hard gloves.   AND... best of all?  It has a space bar, a capital T, a backspace key, and no extra letters or numbers that appear with each keystroke!  What was up with all that, anyway?  To truely know the experience, either she or I will have to re-play the conversation for you, the one we had while the keyboard was disintegrating.  She laughed so hard she wet her pants, while I was madly trying to make sense of it all.  Since then, re-reading it, I too have had to change clothes.  A number of times.   I don't know what michievious forces were at work, but we're pretty sure that one of our parents were involved.  Or, perhaps it was the Manihouni's, the mischief making Leprichaun style Hawaiian gods.  In any case, I'm back to basics, back to sense and sensibility, a level of grammar and decency that I can live with, and back to blogging!  Happy Day to all!  Hope you find something today that makes you honest-to-goodness laugh out loud!