I popped into town today to buy a "get well" card for a friend who's in hospital and forgot what day it was. The card shop was mobbed! Of course, they sell a lot of other crap in these places---like teddy bears who say "I love you" when you poke them in the eye or something---but the place was heaving with people exchanging money for tacky cards with pulsating hearts on the cover. Talk about exploitation! I've just GOT to get a Beau Peep range out for next year.