BTW Frank, you're confusing your "Wileys". One is a drugged-out loser living on a sailboat in a friend's backyard. The other is a drugged-out loser living in his van in some hospital parking lot.
That happens once in a while.
Remember about two years ago, when the primitives frankly admitted that all black people look alike to them?
Well, sometimes all primitives look alike to franksolich.
Excresence happens.
It happens in this case because usually when I'm at the computer, I'm doing something else (accounting) at the same time, on a very big table halfway between the dining room and the living room, and then the cats indoors get into some sort of "territorial fight," or the cats outdoors start chasing a coyote or bald eagle, and I get distracted.
The other day, I missed something about Pedro Picasso, because I was doing all that.
But thanks to your kind clarification, I now have the wily primitives straight in my mind.
By the way, I don't mind clarifications or corrections; if you knew me in real life, you would see why.