Somene's being funny. I'm crashed out, resting from returning to New Orleans with an ugly bug in the throat and sinuses at 102.7°F. So that's an unfair conclusion to a great few days with the Harrises and the Barneses while being hosted by the Lloyds. Along with a still-unpopped ear from the flight, I discovered that my DVD player had given up the ghost, so I turned on my television. I started flipping around and started flipping past a TLC thing on British royal weddings in all their splendor and failure. I realized someone was being funny when they slipped the main, and upbeat-sounding, theme from Jurassic Park into the soundtrack as the divorces mounted.