I've got a buddy that lives right on lake Gaston in North Carolina, but orignally from here. This is one of his favorite things to do to me, calls me on one of the crappiest days of winter, when its been hanging on too long, and tells me he is on the deck in a t-shirt drinking his coffe watching the sun come up over the lake. He always times those calls when it really sucks here. I hate him :D

Bob Myers