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I figured I was dating a genius in reverse psychology. You don't know me as well as you think. I'd assume "Stradivarius" was the title of some Roman General :ROFL: Now click your heels three times and go back to your Weight Watchers meeting.

Data would rip C-3PO to shreds while signing "If I Only Had A Brain"

One of my favorite books. Beautiful imagery throughout.

There's a lot here, man. Yeah, you should ask her. I'd be curious to know.

I'll take you to the range sometime and cure you of this fear. Soon you will say your favorite country is Texas. :ROFL:

Okay, which show is better? Who would win in a fight? Could they even meet for a fight? @Jenny23 -You asked for it!

I got 99 problems but a Milton hata ain't one.

The best caricatures both insult and flatter at once.

My worst and shortest date on record was with this girl who couldn't appreciate John Milton's poetry due to his "misogyny." I couldn't let that one slide. Had to defend my boy. This was in the first five minutes of us sitting down together.

Yes. And Star Trek always wins as long as it's the TNG crew. I've come to this conclusion during numerous walk-of-shame conference calls.

In light of the election results in VA. TENNESSEE BOUND

My surname is Welsh in origin. I trust you, but not the rest of CC with it :P But Cotton comes from the French "de Cotin" meaning "of the Cottage." So chances are our ancestors fought with each other over some pond before they followed their love of the gospel here.

Hmmm. There's a shot then. Bay families inter-married so much.

Then you are a true American.

Can't imagine. Those shows fascinate me because it just looks like a different planet.

The Cottons were Norman nobility before they became Vermont peasantry :P That helps.

Part of the reason is that Puritans were so literate. Once you hit on English New England heritage, you can go back really far. I've traced that direct line all the way back to a couple of decades after Rome fell.

As far as I know, we're not related after American settlement, then. My folks were the Cottons of Boston (well at first). But maybe you know of something I don't! There is something special in that. I think people like you and I appreciate this rootedness because we live in such unrooted times.

We didn't get drunk. We were all gentlemen.

Had. Every Sunday evening, me, my then client, and a few of our buddies would go to a local dive bar. Drink and sing.