The hard headed old jerk that I love to death is having problems with his B/P again. 180 over 110. He will not slow down. 90 degrees and wide open. Told the Doctor if he died with his boots on at the farm, tell the undertaker to put a smile on his face, and bury him in his overalls. I'm going to shoot him in the d@mn foot, but he shoots back. Think of him. I'm sorry I don't get to post much, but work, and farm, and a hard headed old man keep me busy.