Well, with a certain amount of ruthlessness, we managed to cut it down from nearly forty to a nice, round thirty. Of course, I also accumulated a couple of new ones along the way, but that’s no bad thing. So. I think I’m done for the night, because the sun’s about to come up, but progress is being made, and the pruning shall continue until we have achieved a set of goals that are (a) attainable and/or useful; and (b) actually reflective of what I actually want (or think I want) at the present time. All right.