Narnian-

Sorry to hear about the with and her wardrobe. Isabelle as I
heard was not a happy camper. You know: the house I live in I built
a house 4 years ago, and on the property was this HUGE boulder- a
rock combination of many. Compressed over a long time. And I
happened to be reading The lion the Witch and the Wardrobe at the
time that the house was being built. And for some reason, I named
the big rock Mr. Tumnus. (the fawn dude in the story, ) and as funny
as it seemes, the name stuck. Whenever my mother has stale bread or
leftover pancakes, she tells me to go throw it up on top of Mr.
Tumnus for the crows to eat( which they do) and whenever my little
brother is outside playing on it, my mom always tells him to "get
off Mr. Tumnus, it's dinner time!" Or something of the sort. Its
very wierd that we have called him that, and we have a whole other
line of boulder ringing our back yard all with different names. I
know this has nothing to do with boxing but your post just reminded
me of that great book and my favorite rock. Unfortunately, I have
never gotten around to reading the rest of the Chronicals of
Narnia...

-The HeaDLess HunTer