ok, so last night i made a quick delivery to the danville doyenne, through her back door, of course..........she was ensconced on a chair/ottoman wrapped in a wool, plaid blanket......it was 90 degrees outside but her air cond. was turned down low.....she was listening to both npr and the television at full volume, and she was wearing sunglasses.........her first words to me were ...'where is jerry?' well, obviously he suckered me into bringing your supper....was what i thought to myself, but i did not say this..........when i amold, i will be doubly cranky and unusual.......if that is possible to be that mean...........