Good morning. Good morning, everybody. Happy Monday, September the 26th. How are you doing?

How was your weekend? We, uh, my wife and I in the baby. We had about a 15 hour round trip

haul to the Milwaukee area for a wedding. It was a long one. I have to say, though,

the baby did pretty good in the car. We had to make our occasional stop, but that was expected.

But she, uh, she did all right. Yeah, dude, it's good time to take that because once I get a little

older, can't even drive five minutes with about 50 questions in there. Toy drops on the ground.

Can you grab it? Can you grab it? Can you grab it? Dude, I'm driving. And then you take your hand off

the wheel for a quick second. Dad, you're not driving. It's like, dude, dude, it reminds me of the Tommy boy.

Daddy, daddy, I gotta go to the bed. No, no, dammit. Dude, it's exactly like that. It's fine.

You laugh, but it's exactly the same. They're not dude. Oh, man,

not constant questions, constant talking. Is that your breakfast? Yeah. It's a Monday, man.

I'm staring at a jar of dill pickles.

Whatever, at least there's no red bull mixed in there. Because at the, at the old house,

in the basement, I think it was permanently stunk of dill pickles and red bull after you and

Chase brought all that crap. Yeah, dude. It's disgusting. At least this one's got a lid.

Lid. It's not the pickle in a bag. How long do you think those pickles are in those bags?

Dude's got to be a year more than a year. nasty.

All right, back to you guys. How was your weekend? We got people in Hurricane Paz. I see

laser gave us a few updates on the Canadian Hurricane.

Meg, that sounds like you're doing all right. How is everyone else doing?

All right, let's jump into this. We got a lot to catch up on.

Some pretty big elections in Europe. Some currency crashes. The world's going to hell in the

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