 As I used to call it, the humidity is one thing, but boy, I don't care if it's dry heat or out of an oven. In Las Vegas, it's 120. Holy Toledo! That's hotter than a red hot dice table, Frank. Any questions, sir? Quite a few, actually. One, I'm a little sorry that if you were back out east, you didn't let me know. I would have loved to have seen you in person and had you in studio in person. That would have been a lot of fun, but