 Block, slowed, closed. 95 is block, slowed, closed. It is what it is. Here we are in beautiful Connecticut. And it does feel like summertime. Doesn't it feel to you that every day has been Friday this week? I'll tell you, my brain is like tuned out. I think I'm already at the Cape. I'm going to be in Wellfleet next week. That's where our family goes. We're like the Swallows of Capistrano, only we go to Cape Cod for a week or two each year. And this year we're going for two weeks.