We should have had this place inspected...lots of issues with the electrical. My dad and That's How They Get You as the gift that keeps on giving. And I don't know what I expected from my friend...it's been a long time since we could be nine and giggle and stuff. It's hard how many of my relationships with other disabled people(Not really Buffistas, but most everyone else,) are so undercut with unspoken rivalry and competition and thoughts about measuring up because it seems like the greater society can only accept one of us at a time. I think we do it without even thinking.