Well, like toast, I had to resort to something quick and easy this week. My brain is on hiatus and all that's rattling around up there are random dregs, so that's what I'm serving. Don't you feel special? I'm on jury duty and also dealing with a colossal tax mess. It's not pleasant when you get a love letter from the IRS saying they are seizing your property because you owe over $415,000. Yes, I managed to pop my eyes back into their sockets, thank you for asking. No, no, don't feel sorry for me. I only mention it because I think it makes for a great story. I can only laugh about it at this point. It all has to do with identity theft and so on and so forth. It will all get sorted out. So no worries.