How true, Al.
BTW, did your S.O. get that bag of doorknobs I sent her? Now she can give you brain adjustments without having to sneak up on you to conk you with a hammer. I sent the along plans for a "Knob Cannon" in case you get on that souped up Jazzy and try to make a run for it. We can't have you trying to make off with another batch of enriched uranium from Oak Ridge every time you get off the grounds.