 I read somewhere that when you grew older, you did an act with a train seal that dived into a tank of water. Yes, indeedy-dee, I did, Deanie. We laid off for five years until one day we got a break and opened at the palace. The first show the seal dived into the tank and drowned. Drowned? How come? He hadn't worked in so long as he got out of swim. There was a lot of sorrow in the family, gotcha? Yes, sirree, Bob.