Vafthrudnir

Okay. Things are getting a little better. I'm trying to look at the positive side of things more. I just watched a Twilight Zone episode in which a trumpet player is down on his luck and thinks he can't be successful in anything and the world has throw him out. He goes through the Twilight Zone where nobody can see him or hear him, and finally he returns to Earth with more appreciation ...

I hate Zinc Oxide. I don't mean you, I mean the the nerve gas. Your username reminds me of the perils of welding galvanized steel.