Hmmm. >What I saw here was just small things. For example, the last one I saw was a small black spot on the floor, maybe dollar coin sized. It just slowly moved from a floor divider across the room and then it vanished when I said "There's plenty of room here." You must be getting older. I'm sure a lifetime of powerful HAM radio waves has fried your brain. All those conventions, all the random pussy and drugs people do at those HAM radio festivals. I know you enjoy the lifestyle, who wouldn't. But at some point you have to grow up, stop trying to fix your problems by talking a Norwegian Fisherman in Svalbard over the HAM. It ain't right.