I certainly hope not. I just happen to have a wife with a sense of humor (rather, she just tolerates my ADHD type joking and antics, in public and private). I'm tellin you, I definately married way up out of my league. Unfortunately, my son is a carbon copy of me. Now I've got to find him a lefty guitar. Dig it, a 14 year old who likes Clapton, SRV, and classic rock. Maybe he'll name it "Brittany" or "Paris". How NASTY is that!!!