First off, let me say I have NOT met him in person. I have, however, texted with him now for... what? 3-4 years? Every time the prospect of a visit has come up, a misfortune has prevented it. I was beginning to think he's one unlucky guy, but today he wrote me to cancel tomorrow's appointment for unspecified reasons. Okay, the beat goes on. Frankly, at this point, I'm a little leery that he won't be a fit for my inner desires. Mind you, I like the aggressive, devil-may-care vibe he has expressed in our conversations, but then, his talent might best be recognized with a Tony award. Bless you, Eli, but I think it's time to drop the effort!