...well, that knife dealer at the ralley in Reno made for fun and a triple bag check as the lill toolset he promised is flyable, is so not. While they were at it they took the large threatening looking, deadly in the wrong hands nailfile...so I can now scare the pilot into flying me and Clem straight to London with a rough protruding fingernail...sweet...it's story time, Gretchen is reading to us from a Zeppbook...