 That's a fun challenge. That's what I do. Yeah, I get it. For a little while, I'm into this. Hanging out in the mountain laurel thicket, contemplating metaphors. But we've been out for six hours now. We haven't seen one deer, and I realize I'm shivering, and I need to get back to our tent and try to warm up. John is plenty warm and content to stay out in the mountain laurel in the icy mist, looking for deer that never come.