@manored,
Manored, didn't I tell you before I love anagrams??
MANORED !
DREAM ON !
DAEMON R !
DARE MON !
Well, that's definitely creepy, no? (The last one was said by a Jama?can

). The last time I tried this I was almost splattered by the Gather?d Forces of Evil, but I was abusing the sacred characters of the Necronomicon then. Ah, it was on a midnight dreary; near me were the Holy Books of the Night: The Clavicula Salomonis, Le Grand et le Petit Albert and my dvd's of Buffy the Vampire Killer. Yes, we all know there is more between Heaven and Earth than is dreamt of in our philosophy. But let's keep that out of the daylight, where it fades to teen-age movies, pulp stories and psycho-analysis. Oh, and the horse you ask? It's a stallion I presume, and it could have been a unicorn; it's all connected with t peanus. Since Sigmund Freud even the night has been conquered by reason. Is the mind a mountain range or a castle? Seems more like a ravine to me. And there's life at the bottom... :eek: