I recently entered a very lively discussion (argument) with the person who let me know that the deathbed--or bad diagnosis!--is exactly the time to bring this up. I nearly completely lost my shit arguing her down, to the degree that the 'them's fightin' words' words were struggling to the surface. I had to force myself to take a breath and back up slowly. People can be very, very disappointing, dear Amy. But never you. You never disappoint! Please come to my Medium presentations and be in my chat panel asking engaging questions and telling me I have something in my nose, okay?