And I politely asked Paul to write a Christmas song for me and he didn't. Tomorrow's Christmas eve so I know it's too late. Just for that, Paul, I'm taking all your solo record albums (the old vinyl ones) to a record store to see if I can get a refund. That's assuming I can find a record store somewhere. I don't think they make record stores anymore. I really thought Paul was a nice guy. Well, that's okay. It gives me an excuse to seek another form of Christmas cheer! Cheers, everyone and good night, Mrs. Calabash!