Now that just made me glad to have lived for one more day. :-)

: Seems to be the case..

: Too many Dave's! Reminds me of a Dr. Suess poem.....

: Did I ever tell you that Mrs. McCave
: Had twenty-three sons and she named them all Dave?
: Well, she did. And that wasn’t a smart thing to do.
: You see, when she wants one and calls out, “Yoo-Hoo!
: Come into the house, Dave!” she doesn’t get one.
: All twenty-three Daves of hers come on the run!
: This makes things quite difficult at the McCaves’
: As you can imagine, with so many Daves.
: And often she wishes that, when they were born,
: She had named one of them Bodkin Van Horn
: And one of them Hoos-Foos. And one of them Snimm.
: And one of them Hot-Shot. And one Sunny Jim.
: And one of them Shadrack. And one of them Blinkey.
: And one of them Stuffy. And one of them Stinkey.
: Another one Putt-Putt. Another one Moon Face.
: Another one Marvin O’Gravel Balloon Face.
: And one of them Ziggy. And one Soggy Muff.
: One Buffalo Bill. And one Biffalo Buff.
: And one of them Sneepy. And one Weepy Weed.
: And one Paris Garters. And one Harris Tweed.
: And one of them Sir Michael Carmichael Zutt
: And one of them Oliver Boliver Butt
: And one of them Zanzibar Buck-Buck McFate …
: But she didn’t do it. And now it’s too late.

: Maybe I can keep two Dave's straight...

: Bob