Today I received a mangled package of vacuum cleaner parts from Flavian. He scribbled the following on the package: "Not safe for me to have these in Haiti. Please put in safety deposit box at bank. XOXO" What? Ridiculous. Besides, they're Dirt Devil parts, and I know for a fact he has an Oreck. "Oreck - I'd be satisfied with nothing less," he told me one dark night - a very dark night. He was drunk when he admitted that, but I had the impression that he really believed it. Perhaps I was naive.