party time

		The dragon is withered,
		His bones are now crumbled;
		His armour is shivered,
		His splendour is humbled!
		Though sword shall be rusted,
		And throne and crown perish
		With strength that men trusted
		And wealth that they cherish,
		Here grass is still growing,
		And leaves are a yet swinging,
		The white water flowing,
		And elves are yet singing
		    Come! Tra-la-la-lally!
		    Come back to the valley.

                       --The Last Stage, The Hobbit,
			 J R R Tolkien


p5p went wild the last couple of months, in more ways than one.  And
I mean that in a positive way. :-) Consider this a personal note of
thanks to everyone who ever sent in a patch, bug report, or merely
words or encouragement.  We couldn't have done it without us.


Sarathy