I would also like to echo the words of others in relation to the Open Fields. In short, had a blast, was humbled by a minuscule tepin (thus, picked a nice amount for future humbling...sign of a true masochist<g>), and ate too gawddam much food (chili 1, chili 2, pork, hab iscream, various dessert items, mettwurst, bratwurst [minus what i couldn't eat...minus what the dog stole], won ton thingies, a quart of unpasteurized apple juice [possibly a baaad idea], spam jerky 1 and 2, chilified roast beast, chilified roast pork....all within about 6 - 8 hours). I am still full of food. Seriously. Or else it's the giardia from the well water <g>... (i'm joking brother Jim....gooood water) And as someone said, no branding occurred. I honestly was expecting to come home with a brand, and am somewhat disappointed...but not one measuring 6 by 8 (inches, mind you). My arse cheek isn't that large (no comments required) but I'm not fond of going into shock either. I'm not sure I could have found anyone (sober, that is) who would have held the iron anyway <g>.... Weather was perfect. Chiles were aplenty, damned hot, and full of El Grande's grace, so to speak, and my few picked weren't confiscated on the flight home. Praise Be. All came out good. Well, oh okay, I'll leave that one alone... Hope I can attend again next year. Mucho thanks tho to Jim and Abby. Gracious hosts. FYI, it's trying to snow here in Idunno. Damn. -- Peace, Hendrix, and Chiles....... Rael64 "How you English say, I one more time - a unclog my nose in your direction, sons of a window-dresser! So, you think you could out-clever us French folk with your silly knees-bent running about in dancing behavior! I wave my private parts at your aunties,...you cheesy lot of second hand electric donkey bottom biters." - Monty Python and the Holy Grail -