 But I think we know that when you reach that age and Donald Trump is up there as well, you have good days and bad days. But you start to have more bad days than good days. And the analogy I use before is seeing Frank Sinatra towards the end of his career. I saw him in the summer, late summer of 1994 at Merriweather Post Pavilion. And, you know, one minute come fly with me is going well.