smoke and mirrors. though I'm not quite sure what they are for. I've brought them.. here. if you were wondering. so now they are here. I have a jar of smoke. and a jar of mirrors. carefully and somewhat jealously I guard these little treasures. Ah via musicom. So much for luck. Anyway. it's true. I sometimes get worried and nervous. Though at the moment it seems that doubt which I sometimes have has attached itself to something different than usual. It seems that when I work out with my own brain the beneficial path, well, it doesn't quite work out that way. But maybe someday I'll get shoved in the right direction.