Um, see my #69.
I meant to post to you, but ended up talking to myself again.
Yeah. I do that a lot, too. Just the other day, in fact: this little blonde floozie tries to check into the hotel, and I suddenly found myself muttering: "... no... stop it, Mother... STOP IT, I say...!" over and over again, through painfully clenched teeth.
It's okay, though. A nice sh-sh-sh... a nice sh-sh-sh... a NICE SHOWERRRRRRRR will make things all better again, reaaaal soon, heh-heh-h --
... NO, Mother! I'm not talking to anyone right now! Honest!
Incidentally: my real name is Howard Dean. :)