---------------------------------------------------------------------       Wednesday, January 31, 3:38 p.m. Now, it has been kindly pointed out by someone I went to highschool with and, presumably of the same age, that I am, indeed, 42, not, as was reported erroneously by myself, 43. Exactly what DSM-III diagnosis (that's a psychiatric anacronym that I learned in nursing school) do I qualify for if I ad one entire year to my age?      I have to say I am a little relieved to find out that I am, in fact, one year younger all of a sudden.  Just think about what this means.  One more year of my life.  Wow. The following is a response I got (from the same forementioned friend) regarding the idea of men being able to better spot items in the fridge if they were rotating back and forth:                                        The invention should be motorized "lazy Susans."  You know, the round spinning things you put spices, etc. on in your kitchen cabinets so you can see things?  So, we "motorize them" and when the cabinet or refrig. door opens, they automatically start a "slow revolving turn" and then the objects WILL be moving and become visible to the cavemen. We could call them, "Lazy Bobs" or "Lazy Larrys" or just "Lazy Butt/Idiot" or "Darling" if we wanted to con them into thinking we designed it to "help" them because we care so much about their genetic disability    I think my friend is on to something.  I told her Maytag is stupid to not have thought about this sooner. M _______________________________________________________________