snapping raze i still can't make my left hand do what my right hand will. i lack the dexterity necessary to generate enough tension to make anything meaningful happen. what you're trying to do is light a match, with your fingers standing in for sulfur and wood. and i never was much good with matches, except for when i wanted to set fire to the flesh-coloured camouflage i called my face. 220804 what's it to you? who go blather from