Miss “Thunder”. I had planned to make an open appeal to you on these boards, since it appears you monitor them for some reason known only to you. Whatever it is that you want, I’m willing to give you on two conditions:

1. Leave Eirainainainianna alone, and my little dog 2.

2. Tell me what to do to get my old Biff back. The one who wrote poems and loved dolphins, and sang show tunes. I can’t live without him.