No. That's not how it works anymore. I have to sit at this desk and type stuff into this computer so that they can put numbers into my bank account. And then I send the numbers over to my bills. And then whatever number is left over equals the amount of fun in life I'm allowed to have. Boo. I want to win the lottery or get an inheritance or something. There are just so many things I want to do in my life and none of them really include sitting at a desk eight hours a day. I have a GREAT job. But I don't think I'm made for this indoor stuff. Maybe when I grow up, I'll get a job as a mountain woman and just live up in a cave until the wilderness runs out of food (which will be NEVER). Good plan, Becky.