Going back to this idea of things being handwritten or even typewritten, and I'm wedging this anecdote in because I want to share this with you, but I'm mad at myself for not knowing more details. But when we were kids, my mom had these two little wire puzzles, if that makes any sense. Small, like you could hold it in your hand. And one of them was like kind of a wire that was shaped like a bicycle. and the handlebars could kind of come off. It was like literally a puzzle where you'd have to wind it around. You had to figure out how can I take the handlebars off of this thing and then how can you get it back on. But it was small, right? It was like a few inches big or something. And that's one of those. And then there was another. There was a companion piece, too, that I don't think represented any real object. It was just another wire puzzle where you had to take one piece off. But how do you wind this thing off and on? And I remember as a kid. Now, first of all, this is one of those objects from my youth that was around all the time in our family room, but I totally forgot about it until I visited my mom, I don't know, like 10 years ago or something when she had moved into a new care facility and it was sitting on her shelf. And I had a lot of these things kind of pop up over the course of the last several years as she sort of downsized. And then when she passed away, we were going through her stuff and just like finding like kind of in some cases, very mundane things. But being like, oh, my God, I literally have not thought about this stool in 35 years or whatever. But I used to play with my matchbox cars on it or whatever. You know, it's just like it's just kind of sometimes, especially with objects and me, nostalgia, it just bowls me over. So I'm visiting my mom a while back, and I noticed that little bicycle puzzle. I'm like, man, I forgot about this. Now, the irony is when we were kids, we weren't allowed to touch it because if we got the handlebars off and we couldn't get it back on, nobody knew how to fix the damn thing, right? It was so tough to do. So I saw this on my mom's shelf, I don't know, five, ten years ago. I visited her. I literally was like, oh, my God, I forgot about this thing. I took the handlebars kind of partially off, could not get them back on. Literally, I'm 42 years old and I'm sweating, sweating it in my mom. But then I just put it back on the shelf, still like kind of half deconstructed. But my mom didn't get around very well by this point. So I don't think she. ever even knew so i did not get hollered at for that but it was just so ironic that's like oh we were never allowed to touch these things and then i took it i broke it this is why this is why this is all coming back to a hand type thing i promise when my mom passed away recently it was one of the very few things that i took was this little this little toy wire bicycle and still with the the handlebars kind of janky on it because i still hadn't put it back from a few years back and i brought it back home and i showed views but one thing that i did not realize and i don't know where this came from but when i told my sister oh i'm going to take this little bicycle home she said