i can only wish it were as wiered as you seem to immagine it to be. i love the truely exoticly wierd, not just your usualy stupid scarry pseudowierdness, but the lovely inspiringly alien exotic wierdness that is the real reality we hide from ourselves, the limitless diversity of an infinite universe. i dream of it. i pine for it. i hug it and snuggle it and call it home. =^^= .../\...