Well, tomorrow's Easter Sunday and I've chosen my ham. Yeah, I know, I could've gone for the sure thing. But this year I decided to roll the dice. The way I see it, this could be the best ham I'll ever taste. I mean, there is that possibility. At worst it's just another ham. I'm not saying my hopes aren't high, I'm expecting the best. But this ham doesn't owe me anything, you know? Just the prospect that it may be the best. Who knows how things will turn out in the end, but at least there's hope, and isn't that all we can really ask for?