Same here. I can't so much as look at a bottle of red wine without getting a stabbing pain through my eye. :hurting:
Last night I dreamed a member here had hidden their posts around the board treasure-hunt style, with each post offering clues to the location of the next. (This dream-version of the board must have had a very poor search function indeed). Their last post, with a dramatic flourish, was actually hidden
outside the message board, and only the brave souls willing to break through a sort of cyber-proscenium could read it.
Outside, the board was a kind of Death Star-like configuration. After passing through an airlock, we had to rappel down the surface like Luke Skywalker to find the message and read it. The point was to reply to the message, therefore proving your cleverness and bravery in finding it, but when I got there, I just felt too tired to say anything. Much like real life, I'm afraid.