No wait, that headline isn't quite right. I mean I hear a Thrush. Down on th patio. It's a glorious day here and the windows are open wide, and the thrush is happily bashing snails on the flagstones. Whack, whack, whack. Noisy little fellow. Well, when I say little, I mean huge - the snails obviously aren't for his family, since he's a bit tubby. But then so am I, and less snails means more chance for the Hosta which they tend to decimate every year. The snails that is, not the thrush. Unless they've developed a hitherto unknown habit of eating leaves. Anyway, I digress. Back to drawing pictures of the ASP.NET page lifecylce.
[Listening to: Feelin' Love - Paula Cole - This Fire]