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This is KA9-EHV. Well, good evening to you, Joan, and to the rest of the net. Well, I went to see my doctor today, and I have a mostly clean bill of health. There are a few values that aren't where they want her to be, want them to want where they, where she wants them to be. I knew I'd eventually get the sentence out. And so, Lili will try to address that over the next 90 days. And I guess, let's see, that was all I did. I've worked a little bit on the epic, the book that Bob calls the Sex Tufflets. I'm trying to finish the first one. I love the second one because it's got a cute, dewy-eyed 16-year-old E1. A 16-year-old is closer, actually, to 18 years in our time. The calendar they use in my rested universe is slightly different. E1, who ran away to join the Navy. I don't know how classic. And thinking that he'd get in good with his little unique talent, but he'd been raised in restaurants, which meant that he, of course, got put in the kitchen. Where else would you put a dewy-eyed just barely out of high school E1? Anyway, I want to get back to that book because he's a cute character. But I've got to finish the first one now. And other than that, not a whole lot happening here today. Anyway, K-733388, thanks Joan for doing the net. Thanks to all of you for listening. And I love you all. This is KA9EHV pack to net. And we all love you. And I wrote down cute, dewy-eyed, ran away to join the Navy. And then you said E1. And I have to say, when you graduate, if it's anything like the US Navy, when you graduate boot camp, you become an E2. And often when you graduate service school, you become an E3. So just throw that in there. And, yep. Cute and dewy-eyed. Thank you, Anne. 33. I always love your reports, especially when you're describing something you're in the midst of writing. So take care. Next on the list we have W8W8WW. Yes, I can't read my own handwriting. James, I think you're in the village on the river, La Ville-a-trois, Detroit. I forget exactly if you're in Detroit or not. There's a French folk song, La Ville-a-trois. The village on the narrows. All right, W8WW, this is Joan asking for you.