All of us are right Soulman. You, me, Neeto, our wives, mothers, exes, daughters, all of us. Life is nothing without passion and risk, and we ante up each time we mash the starter button. No apologies offered, I'm thankful each day for the luck to still be alive, richer for all the experiences, and it turns out I sort of LIKE living alone. All I'm saying is to allow for, and to maybe even anticipate, having a different future relationship with calculated risk than you do now. Injuries have a way of hastening the process along. Plus I've gotten old enough now to see the world from the perspective of my two child-bearing daughters, their angst with my exuberant grandsons, and of course all the un-resolved anger at my own over-protective mother that made me want to jump out of airplanes and shit. Mrs. 1neeto's perspective that he shouldn't have been squidding around like that looks pretty valid from where I sit. I'll shut up now.