Thanks to some of you for paying me to fulfill this interesting occupation. I am not going to be buying gold Versace thongs anytime soon, like some douchey producers I know, but any revenue is just the cherry on top. The real reward is less tangible but more visceral. Imagine if you were given the opportunity to have women like Alyssa Weiber strip and tease you in a TJ Maxx on some random Tuesday evening. That is a pretty good existence, right? I must have done something noble in a past life.