Chad

I thought you were on vacation, man.

There's only so many schedules I can keep in my brain at once.

I've got a three-year-old schedule.

I've got my wife's schedule.

I've got my schedule.

I can't do the vacation.

I don't know, because he said he couldn't do it Thursday, Friday.

I assumed he was taking the extended weekend with the family, going off into the Serbian mountains, catching some pigs or something, doing a whole roast.

I thought this was like a whole thing.

Yeah, well, it's kind of what I hope.

It's like the image that I want Janko to be, not so much the Janko that is.

I want him to go home and just pick up a to-go bag, like a little Serbian rucksack, and just head off into the wilderness.

And an American at that, so it really hits home a little bit extra hard.

It was frigid here.

I was layered up.

I was doing like the fucking long underwear underneath the jeans, like layers.

Long jumps.

Yeah, yeah.

It was so cold here when I got back to walk the dogs.

It was painfully cold, like on the skin.