PS - Steve I don't even smell the new carpet smell anymore. Do you think that I already have cancer of the big toe from walking around barefoot?

PPS - I leave a pair of pretty shoes in the office (in case I wear sneakers to walk to work and then want to walk around on my lunch break looking pretty), and my boss (a girl from Morganton) saw them yesterday and said, "What are those dancing shoes doing here?" I explained the sneaker-change situation and she said, "Oh I thought you'd been dancing in here." If I were dancing, I'd be making my own music, as the only radio is traffic from the open windows.