Tommorow I sign the papers that will make me a homeowner and Saturday I move in. I had six big strong friends offer to help me move, God bless 'em, but when I dropped the bomb at the last minute, they all were leaving town or having baby classes save for stalwart friend Jeff Jones. For a moment I was scared. Was I going to be THAT guy? Mr. Loner moving guy? But then I realized I could afford to hire a few guys from Impact to help out. When you're holed up and penniless in rehab, it's a gift if anyone comes along and breaks you out for even a few hours and changes the routine. And if it pays that's supergravy. Believe me, I know. Thank you in advance, fellas!