My adoring, yet anonymous fans will go to almost any length to attract my attention, over the years it became like part of the background chatter, like the oceans roar, the various birds hanging in the shore pines and doug firs that almost surround me, the sound of the ocean breeze murmuring through them...and the squirrels chattering for more peanuts, most of the sound is very pleasant some of it is static in the matrix...TBC