…so Jessica’s mom, she lives out in Santa Fe, and she has a neighbor that’s very, very old. And, being as they’re in the High Desert, where the air is thin, this old lady, she’s got an oxygen tank she lugs around with her. And so she wants to park right in front of her house, and she doesn’t want anyone else to park there. So she figures, I’ll go get myself a “Handicapped parking” sign, put it up on my front gate. That way, no one else will park in front of my house. So she goes out and gets one, but I don’t think she read it too carefully: