Yes, I think that TPing his house would be a start....however, he's losing his house......and that cheers me tremendously. He dresses like Elvis (really) and drives an old Cadillac around...that ought to bring up some revenge ideas....he met a woman once and persuaded her to come from St. Louis to visit him...she stayed at my bed and breakfast.....after she told me why she was in the village, I asked her if she'd met his wife yet????? Of course, she didn't know he was married til I said that.....I have the "anxiety" gut ache today.....and had a nice anxiety attack upon awakening...couldn't go to MoveOn.org meeting last night because I was so freaked out about all this. So, I listened on the telephone....that was surreal. Sat there with my big beautiful bowl of black bean salad, bawling and eating.......that ought to conjure up some good images for you all. Snot, tears, etc. It's cloudy AGAIN......so that just helps the old depression stay in place really well.......Thanks, everyone....this is going to be a lonnnnnnnnnnng day.......xoxoxo