hi ray--A bit of comic relief relieves me and most everyone else, If I find myself launching the latest episode of a PN saga, I might stop abruptly, tilt up my chain, pass the back of my right hand ever so gently across my forehead, and say, in the style of a distressed Southern belle, "But please, people: Let's don't talk about me..." As I would never be mistaken for a distressed Southern belle, this draws some laughs while gently conveying the notion that I'm feeling like hell. It doesn't afford the satisfaction of reciting a full-blown resume but it beat suffering in silence.