I have been accused (perhaps with merit) of not being a straight shooter.  It has been said that I stray from my point,meandering from distraction to tangent as Frodo might wade through the moors of middle earth toward a purpose certain to a select few impeded by seemingly all forces known to man and beast both natural and not.  And though I might occasionally belabor a point (perhaps one as acute as this one) it is on this occasion that my point is in direct relation to shooting straight, be laboring,and maybe even a-cuteness (hell, even direct relations).  As you have no doubt deduced I have conceived life.

 Try not to sweat me.

 -Doug

 p.s. Fawn was also involved.