Ooooooooooppps!!! I'm the goober! It wasn't Burgess at all. I left the box in my "humi room" and typed the post later from my trusty recliner and laptop. By this time my senile mind had fossilized. The sender of the package was DRATHAAR. My apologies to Burg, for poking a little fun at him.
NOW, EVERYBODY GET THIS STRAIGHT . . . BURG IS OK . . . I'M THE GOOBER . . . DRATHAAR MIXED UP THE ADDYS . . . . AND RICK IS THE GUY OUT OF A BOX OF SMOKES! GOT IT?
By the way Rick and Kevin, I'm on my way to a doctor's appointment today, and the box is on it's way to the post office to try again. But, with all these drugs, I won't promise it won't end up at Lions, or Hoss, or shoot, I don't know.
Tuck