well, my first print job is in full swing. The basement has been converted to a print shop. The cats have been now banished to the upstairs. I knew they couldn't handle the temptation to explore with wet ink everywhere. I wish I could have seen the moment when BJ jumped on the table and discovered he couldn't walk between the lines, and freaked out as the cards stuck to his paws. He's okay, the job's okay, and the future is not so far away as it was before.