Good morning all and happy 66th time around the sun Mr. Bung. Hmm, 66. That might have been when I realized I was getting old. Yeah, that was it. I think it was about that time that I stopped picking up stuff from the floor that I dropped unless is was more valuable than $10. And it became easier to take a nap than to come up with silly things to do during the day. But happy birthday anyways old pal. To one of the deep thinkers and givers on this here porch. Well, at least you still have your looks. That's more than I could say once I hit 66. Treat yourself to a top notch meal today and pick up one of those Publix ganache chocolate cakes. RM said to put it on his tab, they know him there. Happy Birthday.