 It's hump day. Hump day. And that's not dirty. No, it's not. Because we had a text one time that it's not dirty. It's not. We're at the top of the hump. Over the hill. Exactly. Yes. We're not over the hill. No. Headed to the weekend, though. Yes. So it's hump day because we're at the top, and now everything else is easing into the weekend. And Mother Nature has shined on us this morning. It is a beautiful day in West Tennessee. My allergies are in full swing.