*g* Thanks, I love my default icon too, though I don't remember where I first got it...anyway, lines.

As sweet and musical
As bright Apollo’s lute, strung with his hair;
And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods
Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Love's Labours Lost, Act IV, scene iii

Reply to this comment with a link when you're done, and I'll put it on the master list.