<span>Ok, it's Saturday night, Bert and are at the Sheraton <span class=ResizableText0>celebrating</span> her birthday, and I'm <span class=ResizableText0>drunk....again</span>She's in the shower so I decided to order this dang nab in room internet service, with this wacked out remote control keyboard (it has no mouse) and I can't figure this thing out. I've been trying to post this thread for 10 minutes. Jason, you have to come up here and visit and help me figure this friggin thing out!! We have't even had dinner yet
and I'm toasted. It's the hotels <span class=ResizableText0>fault...they</span> were 2 hours late with our room so they sent us to the bar. Two hours and 5 doubles later, I'm ripped and saying "Hey Bert this room has high speed internet on the <span class=ResizableText0>T.V....can I</span> sign on? She said OK, and the rest is history. I've got to go take a shower. I'll let Bert log on and we'll be back <span class=ResizableText0>later...no</span> sleeping tonightI'm a drunk Irish mick!!</span>