Graybeard, It done looks like ya attracted some of them dusty, thirsty, scoundrels from the SASS Wire. They have one wild saloon down there where them ne'er do wells hang out, taint fit fer women and small childern, 'cepting Calamity of course, but deep down them's good folks jest the same, jest a little rough around the edges. Down there I'm known as the Loose Noose, but here the best I could get was my ole CB handle River runner. RR