I woke up this morning at 5:15 for my Air Force workout and I guess I forgot to put a book back on the top of my BP tank because when I rolled over to turn off the alarm clock Mr.Bellemy, my 3 foot ball, was rapped around the bed post about 6 inches from my face. Almost close enough to kiss my nose. I tried telling this story to my detachment but they just didn't appreciate it like I think the people on this site would.