That's why I don't sell things either. It would turn into a job and I'd have to get things done according to schedule. That would destroy the passion. I gave my Lennon, one of the Indians and Arlo Guthrie to my brother who just brought me a bunch of wood. He tried to get me to take $300. I hid it in his glove compartment before he left for Maryland tonight. I'm not in it for the money.