When the prophecy goes right, the things-to-get-done pop from the screen like 2decks! 3 decks! The remakes of life in harder times drive home the lack of appreciation for those who worked for you providing you were lucky enough to have "staff" or, God forbid, slaves. We are in a time where lack of competence reigns, sadly, and watching two grown men do their jobs, or in this realm, perform like masters, makes you jump in the air. Eliminating the next markers on the list is routine at this juncture. The vaunted dismiss this as child's play but even with considerable resources, seamlessly making these things get marked "Completed" takes a combined effort of high-end resource blending. The homerun derby clears the bar today because two highly valued loved ones see the future in the past that I've lovingly transmitted - part of that archiving three generations thing. Our financial future is reduced to vigorish in a rigged game but devotion to the generosity of the womb of creation says refill the goblet and never ignore your loins. Cashing in is for nihilists - this guy's in love with love.