Speaking of Queen's... We're going to go visit my brother at Queen's in about half an hour. Sleeping over at his house. And no, Homing, I'm not staying in the living room with you with, or without earplugs. You snore like a Mack truck in a blender, being flushed down a noisy toilet while coughing like a pig stuck under a fence. You're staying with dad! I can't make it any clearer than that.