Friday, December 2, 2022

Jon's Advanced Paleo Diet Log

 Jon’s Advanced Paleo Diet Log.

Aug 5th 2022 weight 285

Today I am starting the new Advanced Paleo diet. It is all the rage. If you haven’t heard about this (you will) I will give you a little starter. It starts with the basic principles of the Paleo diet, to wit: The most healthful eating habits a human can have are those that we evolved with. This means the nutrition and food sources of the pre-historic hunter gatherer human. This plan takes it a step further though. It says that the food itself isn’t the only thing for maintain health. There is also the timing of the food, i.e. seasonal considerations, in addition to the motions and exercises necessary to acquire the food. To implement this rather complex set of interactions, Advanced Paleo Diet (APD) adherents receive an app which tracks seasons and activities and random ‘events’ (like finding berries in the woods) and then ships the appropriate meal ingredients to the customer's home. To further enhance the genuineness of the experience, they add in the nature of communal living. The efforts of the customers are linked to 20 other randomly chosen participants who become a (at least virtual) tribe. This means that, for example, if Sue in Houston is out for a walk and the App determines that she randomly found a patch of edible parsnip roots, she then shares that with the Tribe and your part of that bounty shows up by Amazon in the next day or so.  Wonderful.

I am starting out at 285 pounds. We weigh in once a week and I will try and keep this journal going at least that often. My goal is to get to 200 pounds over the next year.

Aug 12 2022. Weight 280.

Wow. I lost 5 pounds the first Week!! And it was a great week. Myself and a few other men out on a fast walk ‘successfully hunted’ a young bison. Did you know this is the traditional season for indigenous peoples to be making such kills? Anyway, the meat came packaged and my share was enough for several weeks of steaks. Real Bison too!! Not any of that grain fed beef for me, no sir. And plenty of nuts and berries and grasshoppers to add vitamins and what not. The App has been slowly increasing the amount of walking and other exercise I am supposed to do. It noted that since I was new, I was being treated as a tribe member recovering from an ‘honorable wound’. Cool. 

Aug 20 2022. Weight 270

I am getting tired of Bison. It is almost gone but it has also been getting a little too tangy for me. The App doesn’t let you put it into the refrigerator because dealing with bacteria that develop in the decaying carcass is an important part of strengthening the body and the immune response. We did get a good supply of naturally occurring herbs for seasoning and some dang interesting recipes.  Jill in Denver hit a turkey with a rock yesterday, so I am expecting some new meat in the box tomorrow. Thank God. 

Sept. 5 2022. Weight 263

The weight sure is coming off. I had to go out and buy new pants. The boss has commented on my appearance. He has also commented that I am working less hours, but geeze,  I had to walk nearly 10 miles yesterday just to find a virtual field of barley. Other members of my tribe are complaining that I am not pulling my weight (hah). This is mainly because I can’t run. If you run for 5 or 10 miles a day you can usually bring down some small game. Got a couple of squirrels in the mail just last week. Tasty. We are reaching the end of tuber season, so the carrot supply is tapering off, but I am looking forward to some nice gourds and maybe some citrus fruit. Did cavemen have access to oranges? I guess I will find out.

Oct 10, 2022 Weight 250

This is rabbit season. The little buggers are evidently everywhere this time of year and they are getting hungry so they are apt to be out and about more often during my foraging. I have been walking faster (what with my 30 pounds of weight loss!!)  and I have been nailing a rabbit every other day or so. The group is more supportive of me now. Part of his may be because our two best hunters ran into a sabertooth tiger on their hunt last week. One was killed and one lost a hand. Their virtual input to the group is seriously decreased.

I probably didn’t tell you about the “being killed” thing, did I? Here is the deal. You don’t just do this diet, you have to commit to it. The commitment is a $30K buy in. That is right. 30 thousand Dollars. You pay them the money and you get it back when you reach your goal weight. The App tracks all of your motions and actions and if you ‘cheat’ (like, have snickers bar…. Mmmmm snickers bar) the App will know and you ‘die’ and you lose your $30K. Not only that, but the other people in your tribe GET that $30K to be split up with the survivors at the end of the diets. I am going to be thin AND rich !!

Nov 5, 2022 Weight 230

I so hungry. I am so tired of eating pumpkin and dried bison. I would kill for some of those Grass Hoppers that we got that one week back in August. Fortunately, it has been a pretty warm fall so far so I haven’t been all that cold. The fire we are allowed to build in our fire place doesn’t really heat up the entire house all that much. But you gotta admit this diet is working. I have lost 50 pounds and I can walk 6 to 8 miles a day and I have never felt so thin and strong. We had a couple more tribe members ‘die’. The sharable part of the payout bonus is up to over $100K now. In general, that slackers are the ones that die off, which means that we actually get MORE food when they are gone, not less. That is pretty cool. I am going out tomorrow with the App selected goal of getting an Elk. That should be good, and hopefully impress the ladies in the group. 

Nov 8, 2022 weight 225

I was out hunting for 2 days straight. I slept in a blanket in the park and I logged almost 30 miles of jogging/walking. But it was worth it. I got that Elk and the entire tribe will sing my praises and have fresh meat for the Thanksgiving feast. The people are worthy. 

Dec 15 2022 weight 210

So Cold. So Hungry. So Cold. A blizzard has hit the area like a new ice age and the blankets and furs we use just don’t hack it, especially at night. But keeping yourself warm during inclement weather burns through a ton of calories and I can practically see the fat melting off of my frame. My boss was giving me such grief over my hours that I quit my job. I really didn’t have time to write software and to hunt for game at the same time. Helga, from Toronto, has agreed to be my virtual partner and we now share virtual bodily warmth and can sneak each other special items. She killed two rats just yesterday and saved one just for me. I treasure her. She is the strongest woman of the tribe and will give the tribe strong virtual children with the coming of the spring thaws. 

Jan 10 2023 Weight 185

Slipped on the ice whilst pursuing a wild boar. Broke my leg and had to crawl through the snow back to the tribes shelters. Our tribal shamen set the leg but it is not healing well. I have a developed a fever and the tribe has no fresh meat and our supplies dwindle. Helga has left me for Bob from Portland. She says that she cannot trust her virtual children to a hunter that falls on ice. A women's foraging party disappeared last week. We don’t know what happened to them but that is 5 hard workers gone without a trace.  We are down to 10 tribe members now. Payout is half a million. I have met my weight goals but must stay in the game to receive the payout. It is lonely at cold at night without Virtual Helga. I will challenge and kill Bob from Portland when my leg heals and I have back my strength.


Jan 30th. 2023  Weight 140

No food this week. Very tired. Can’t walk. Blizzard still rages outside. I have burned my office furniture for warmth. Amazon deliveries delayed. Tribe not sure I am worth feeding. Helga laughs at me in my dispair.


February 14 2023. Officer Wilkins LAPD making this entry.

Mr Smith’s desiccated and starved body was found by neighbors in his front yard partially covered by snow. He was dressed in clothing made from crudely cut Pendleton blankets and carrying a spear made from a kitchen butter knife and a broom handle. This notebook was found on his kitchen counter beside a empty snickers wrapper.



Monday, August 29, 2022

Yard Sales For Dummies


Yard sales are a weird but edifying sort of social interaction. I have this theory that there is really only one huge yard sale. It goes on all of the time at different and varied locations and its function is to spread the same stuff around the extended neighborhood. This acts as sort of a distributed storage system for old memories and camping gear. Unfortunately, this theory runs afoul of my other observation which is along the nature of how quickly things are becoming useless in our modern society. Is this all self reflection? 

Collecting:

Yard Sales don’t just happen. They are more like a haircut or a bath. The need grows over time as you accumulate things that you are attached to but don’t really need. That old Raft that your son used when he was 12 to float down the Deschuttes river. That bucket of Agates that you collected in 2013 and shined and were going to make into Jewlery/SteppingStones/WaterFeature/Artwork. Those 3 pairs of pants that you hid in the back of your closet a decade ago with the promise to ‘fit into them again’. Often it is perfectly usable things: That Sleeping bag that is really nice and only used once but was not quite right and you replaced it (twice) and is now your emergency backup to your normal backup. 

Maybe it is just a requirement of available storage space. You just ordered your 6th kayak. You only have a place for storing 5. Kayaks are big fuckers. Need to unload one (on an aside here, don’t use FaceBook marketplace unless you really love communicating with all of the Nigerian Princes in the world). Perhaps you can sell it if you put it in your yard for a couple of days along with your Grandmothers China? Only one way to find out.

Grandmas China and Silver.
Sold a couple of pieces.

OK. So. Step one. You have stuff. But you don’t really have enough stuff. You need a lot of stuff. It needs to be large and colorful stuff to get people who are ‘Just Driving Through The Neighborhood’ and don’t want to commit to parking their Prius’. (The guys in the pickups always stop). Where to get more stuff? The truth is you really haven’t committed to this yardsale yet. Go look again. Grab that Amazon Tablet that hasn’t been charged in a year. Have your wife do a pass through your closet (oh, that is gonna sting). Really dedicate yourself to looking through that camping equipment. Oh. Oh. The Tools. Go through your tools. Did your know that your really don’t need four T4 Torc Screwdrivers? Turns out that 1 is enough. Hell, one T4 is enough for a small town. Where in the hell did you get four? Into a basket with all of those duplicate tools. Also all of the Allen Wrenches that came with every piece of furniture you have bought in the last decade. And that hammer your father gave you when your were 12. And that entire extra socket set (face it, you haven’t even admitted to yourself that you have another extra socket set in your car trunk).  Have your wife go through her tools also (what? Your wife doesn’t have tools? Pick her up some at a yardsale).  My wife had a bunch of tools that she had inherited from an Ex and from her Dad. She also had the ones she went out and bought herself because she wanted some good tools and not the ones her Ex didn’t want. Way to go. Now we have a LOT of tools. Oh, and Craftsman Screwdrivers!

Water Feature,
Sold at asking price

One last way to get more stuff. Invite Neighbors. The guy across the street lives alone. That means he has lots of stuff he has bought and then forgotten about. Really cool stuff. A drone. A large set of life jackets (he used to sail). A pipe Clamp (for threading pipe, don’t you know). Lots of Glamping supplies (chairs, heaters, carpeting). Another Boat! You can put it beside your Kayak and now you won’t feel quite so silly! Hurray for Neighbors! 

Adding Neighbors does complicate the money collection process but we aren’t anywhere close to thinking about that yet, so lets move on.

Staging:

You can’t just throw your stuff out on your driveway. It needs to be sorted. It needs to be organized. It needs to be presented. It needs to be Marketed. It Needs to be…. Priced.  Pricing things is hard. You want to get rid of this stuff but you don’t want to be taken. Well, at least you don’t want to be taken  until 2:00 or 2:00 on Saturday. At that point you will pay people to cart this crap away. Until then, you want people to demonstrate their love for your family treasures by coughing up the doe. So. Pricing. Don’t ask yourself ‘what is this worth’. Ask yourself ‘What will someone pay me for this’.  People like to come to yardsales and spend the change they have in their pockets. Some people have lots of change. But I find that things over $5 have to be actually useful. Also, the prices have to be ON the objects. This avoids arguments and makes it easy for someone who didn’t do the pricing of that particular object to cash it out when your are gone for 10 minutes making a donut run. You really want to avoid things like “You Sold My Mothers Broach For What?”  

Shelves and Books: 
All sold

I admit that I did try a little experiment on pricing for the tools. Not just tools, all of the excess hardware that my wife and I have accumulated in the last 30 years. Screws, doorstops, hinges, nuts, wrenches, thumbtacks. Oh. Just lots of little stuff. Stuff that is hard to put a sticker on. I labeled a number of trays. I had the dollar tray (where all of the Craftsman Screwdrivers went) and a 50 cent Tray (where all of the other brand screwdrivers went along with all other suspicious tools) and the 25 cent tray (where I dumped everything that was too silly to actually charge for but still seemed to have some use). I was a little worried about people arguing with me. “No, this Craftsman Screwdriver came from the 25 cent box”, But I decided that I would just trust people to keep track themselves and not worry about it and see what happened. This worked out really well.  People were very nice and very honest about it and this let me round down to the nearest dollar and make people smile. 

Next, you can’t just dump the stuff on the ground. People can’t see it. You need tables. Lots of Tables because you have lots of stuff. I am talking like 10 tables. This is what relatives and friends are for. Borrow some tables. If you have 10 tables yourself, you may consider selling a few at the yard sale. No, I take that back. Tables sell really well and then your stuff will be on the ground.  Same with Book shelves. 

One thing you may notice is that different peoples pricing will be different based on how people feel about the things that are being priced.  My books are at 50 cents, my wife’s books are at $1.00. Though consistency is probably nice, I say don’t worry about it. The market will take care of the issue.  Doesn’t that make you feel like a big time stock broker?

Now most of this work you have been diligently doing the week before the Yard Sale. This means that your garage is now full of tables of priced items. At least one of these tables has probably snuck into your living room. They are NOT out in your front yard. Why? Because the yard sale starts as soon as the first table is visible in your front yard. Trust me on this. Also…. It may rain. 

The last bit of Prep: Advertising.

You need a bunch of signs, neon colored, with big letters clearly stating the day and  time. If you don’t put a date you can reuse the signs next year, but don’t forget to collect them after or you will have people at your house next weekend. You can also run an ad in your neighborhood newsletter and perhaps craigslist and Facebook marketplace. I must warn you that craigslist and Facebook are just swarmed with scammers trying to trick you into giving them your venmo or something.  Here is how the scam we have the most often goes:

Hey, I want that Expensive Kayak. I am sending my brother to pick it up. (The person shows no interest in actual inspecting the goods). I will arrange payment up front.

(if you say OK then you get something like): I have VENMO’d you the money. What is your address so my brother can pick it up.

(You check and don’t have any VENMO cash. You tell them this they reply). You must have something wrong on your side because VENMO says you have the money. If you send me the money back now, I will send it to you again.

(AH).

You skip this by noticing this thing that is seemingly shared amongst these scammers.

Them: Is This Still Available?

You: Yes

Them: What is your Location?

You: ?????? 

Expensive Kayak: Did not sell

Your confusion is because the ad contains your approximate location. I have no idea why they ask this, perhaps just to get you talking. Anyway, I think at this point you disengage. A real scammer will probably not waste time following up on a non-responsive link.





Garage Sale Morning:

Get up Early. So you can have some quiet time and drink your coffee and work on your blog. You have really been ignoring your blog lately and your dozen of readers depend on you. This is also your last chance for some serenity today. 


Camping Gear: All Sold

A half hour before start time, start carrying out your tables. Put some shiny things out front to draw people in. Perhaps a box of free stuff. I used a table of self shined agates. I have lots, I sell them cheap, and I still have lots. Did I mention they are shiney? Put the great big things (like the Lazy-boy and the Kayak) out first. Why? Because the tables aren’t yet in the way. 

Once this is done, have someone take a fast walk (or a short drive) and put up signs at likely places. Make sure they have arrows facing in the right direction. We put ours at each end of our block and then at a close by major intersection. 

Remember, unless you have a heart of stone, your yard sale starts when you put out the first table. Why is that? Because you may be able to keep some people off your lawn, but that little old lady who can barely walk but is still walking her dog is going to wander right into your sale and start buying stuff and there is little you can do about it. I mean, she is so cute. 

When you have been open for 1 hour. Take $10 of profit and send someone after donuts. I don’t know why but this evidently must be done to appease the Yard Sale Gods (Morrie and Celeste).

The Customers

I have divided my customer list into convenient easy to discuss categories. Though I will be trying to say funny things, I am not trying to poke fun at my neighbors. They are all wonderful, but the situation is rather amusing. 

The Little Old Ladies:

This is really in the ‘appearances can be deceptive’ and ‘you are such a sexist’ category. Howsoever, our first customers to stroll in on both mornings were these elderly neighbor ladies who walked and talked very slowly and had lots of cash that they just had to spend. The first lady bought a nice patio table and chairs along with a tent and sleeping bag, and, oh that nice drum. She had to go home to get her check book and a few people to help her carry things. Her dog was adorable too. She just kept adding things to her stack. She finally took me aside to apologize and say that she decided that she really didn’t want the water fountain. She had thought it was a bird bath and it really wasn’t. I told her not to worry and that I was going to try and talk her out of the fountain anyway. It was really heavy and not easy to set up or use.  She went away happy and now we have a new neighbor to wave at on morning walks. 

Fridge and Chair: Yes.
File Cabinet: No

The next day essentially the same thing happened only this lady brought her car and I think she was looking for yard sales. It is possible that she was a pro (see next category) and really good at luring me in except that she didn’t ask for deals on anything. She just kept bringing things by the table and making a stack to buy. At the end, she decided that she had to have my neighbors boat and she had him deflate the pontoons and store the entire thing in her car. She also took 2 jars of my Agates because she still had $10 in her purse. 

The Pros

Actually I think it is OK to poke fun at the Pros. They signed up for it. The Pros come by 10 minutes before you open. They get upset if you have let in the little old ladies but not them. They seem to have this ‘first come first serve’ attitude as opposed to my ‘it is my stuff so it is my rules’ attitude.  Go figure. Anyway, the pros are buying stuff just to put into their yard sales. They know what stuff is worth and they will scoop up anything that is collectible. They also won’t but your mom’s lovely china because they have learned that everyone has a mom. But there money is good and unless they but the entire table of stuff you were counting on to suck people in, then just let them go. I will note that they were not interested in my Craftsmen Screwdrivers, not even the T4 Torc babies with the beautiful black topped handles. You can learn from them for next time. Anything they bring up to the table to buy is probably considerably underpriced.

The Workers.

We have a lot of construction workers in the area. They stopped by in their pickup trucks. They had cash and were looking for usable things. They had fun at the 50 Cent random hardware tray. They were also looking for something for their mom. How nice. They were uniformly polite and honest and also happy to get some Genuine Craftsman Screwdrivers. 

Agates: Sold like Hotcakes

The Neighbors

Meeting the neighbors was great fun. They would describe their house and we would know who they were. Oh, you have those nice Dahlia’s growing. You inspired us to grow Dahlias! Yes, let me tell you the story of how those Dahlias came to be….    OH, you have the puzzle exchange library box in your yard! Yes, that is my wife’s project. Etc. The Neighbors all bought something, just to be friendly. Perhaps something out of the 25 cent box. They all stuck around and talked and told neighborhood stories. Many of them had children and they all got a free Agate (cause I am like that). We had one neighbor who kept coming back around just to meet and talk to other neighbors. If I had been on the ball I would have brought out some iced tea and put out some chairs. It was very pleasant. 



The Families.

I think some families go out on an afternoon in the Prius just to drive around and see interesting things at yard sales. They walk in, the kids go look at agates and toys, and the parents look at the camping gear. No one wants to buy a kayak. The kids are usually excited by the rocks for a few minutes and I get to tell them about agates and jasper. These rocks can only be found on the Willamette river in parts accessible by Kayak, you know. It is fun to give the kids a free agate that they pick out themselves (some get 2). I point Dad over to the tools bin. Lots of quality T4 Torc drivers in there, I assure him.  Mom was going to look at the women's business clothes hanging on the rack but the younger child got too close to the China and a rescue was necessary. Damn, came close to selling the china there. The families didn’t usually buy anything big. Maybe a jar of rocks. Maybe that cool doctors play kit. But they were fun to see and livened the place up a bit. 

The Expensive Kayak Buyers:

These people must have been at a different yard sale.


The Cash Box

You have to have a cash Box. One that locks nice. This way you can lock it so it doesn’t fall open when someone steals it and runs off. Ha Ha. Just Kidding. We had a box with $10 of Quarters and 90 bucks in Ones and Fives. We never ran out of change. In fact, we paid back the bank a couple of hours after opening on the first day. We also didn’t have anything that cost less than a quarter so we didn’t have to deal with small coins. We had people ask us to break $50’s but only when they were spending $25 or more so it really wasn’t an issue. We kept someone pretty much in physical contact with the box at all times. 

A couple of people asked if they could write checks and my wife would say that was OK if they were neighbors. Many people asked if we take Venmo. I told them we probably should but we were old.

The other thing we did was record each transaction. This was because we had 3 contributors and we wrote down the sale under their name so we could fairly divide up the money at the end of the day.  I guess you could use a spreadsheet for this, but we just wrote it down on paper.  My wife also walked money into the house every once in a while to keep the cash level down outside. 


The Aftermath

A yard sale can be a bit tiring. If you have enough people to allow long breaks, that is probably best. At 3:00 on day two, however, Neighbor and I called it quits and put everything away. Sure, someone is going to drive up just as you get that last table into the garage, but lets face it, they didn’t want you Kayak or your T4s either. At this point, I guess you can put somethings into a box labeled “Next Yard Sale” and store it in the attic, or it is time for a big trip to goodwill. 

Tools: Mostly Sold

Conclusions

So interesting to see what sells and what doesn’t sell. In general, I am not very good at predicting.  So let me try and break it down:

Winners:

The $1 dollar Craftsmen Tools sold well. Essentially All of the screw drivers and wrenches in the $1 dollar area sold. There were a lot of them. Only 4 items were left. What were they? Why all 4 of the T4 Torc screwdrivers. ALL 4 OF THEM. There is a messages there.

The Camping Gear. Chairs, Sleeping Bags, Tents of all sizes. People like camping gear and used tents are fine with them. No one even asked to set them up and make sure all of the poles and such were there. 

The Agates: I had like 12 peanut butter jars of Agates for sale for $5 each. They all sold. Many adults bought a handful at 25 Cents for 2. And every child that I saw took home at least 1 free agate. Life is good. 

Books. All of the books sold. Though this may have been a blip since at the last moment one of the little old ladies said “Oh, and I will take your entire box of books”.

Losers:

Old Computers. Nobody want a 8 year old computer even if it was high end. I suspect everyone has a computer. This probably explains the Intel stock price.

File Cabinets. Had one old guy laugh at me. Ha ! He said, no one uses paper anymore. I haven’t been able to sell one of these in years. And my wife informs me that, No, I can’t store buckets of Agates in them. This idea of the excelleration of antiquation applies to other things like I was trying to sell including the computer and 10 lifetime supplies of writable CD discs.

Kayaks. I think expensive things need more individual attention. Though my neighbor did seel his pontoon boat, dammit. 

Chairs. We had a number of office chairs and a very nice big LazyBoy recliner. Couldn’t give those away, though 1 chair did leave with a family at the last moment. 

Profit:

We did a lot better than we thought we would clearing close to a thousand dollars (though a big chunk of that was the neighbors pontoon boat). But the real profit here is in the free space that is now in our Garage. I have an entire storage wrack with nothing in it!! What Freedom. What Luxury.

So, naturally we stopped of at a yard sale today to see what stuff was available.





Monday, May 30, 2022

Suicide and Cold Water

 The secret to a good successful suicide is that same as that for diving into a really cold lake: self deception. 

Have you ever dove into a really really cold lake on a really cold morning? Nothing like it, right? It is a pure cleansing of the soul that few physical experiences can match. Of course it is also pretty painful and may make you scream a little, which is why it can be very hard to get your ass off of those boulders and into the clear (but freezing) water. That is why I have developed my own special system for taking the plunge. I work my way out onto a particularly nice boulder with a good straight  path to dive into sufficiently deep water. I stand up, put my arms out straight to either side like I am an Olympic diver getting ready on the 3 meter board. Now comes the self deception. You see, up until this time I have been practicing by telling myself a truth. I have been saying to myself, over and over, don’t worry, you can  always change your mind. 

I get up just at sunrise, before anyone  else in the cabin is awake. Don’t worry, I say to myself, you can always change your mind. I grab a towel and walk down the little path toward the lake. Don’t worry, you can always  change your mind. I strip down naked and place my clothes on nice dry rock and take in a deep breath of the cold morning air. Don’t worry you can  always change you mind.  Then I walk carefully out to that prime diving bolder and glance to the East to get a view of the Sun as it just peaks up above the trees on the eastern shore of the lake. Plenty of time to change my mind. And the beauty of it is that all of these things I have told myself are true. I could easily have changed my mind and gone back inside and crawled into bed and  curled up next to my lovely partner. I could still do that right NOW. It is not too late. So I tell myself to go ahead and make the dive, you can change you mind after you are in the air and looking down at the lake. Then, if I so decide, I can change my mind and not go  into the freezing water. And since I have been telling myself the truth  all morning, this must be true also so I Jump. And as I fly out over the pristine blue water, I think, this is so lovely, and I can always just change my mind. 

And then.

I change my mind.

SUCKER !

And I hit the cold water and shock and awe runs  through my body and for a few seconds, I see God.

Successful Suicide is the same. You tell yourself that you can always change your mind. You go and get that gun out of the closet. Or you drive yourself to that bridge over the Narrows. Or you find that bottle of pills that you have been saving for a really bad day. And you proceed from there all the while telling yourself that you can always change you mind. It is never too late. 

Until it is.

A person that isn’t very good at suicide would see right through these self deceptions, of course, and probably go and see a shrink or something like that. Losers. They are the same ones that spend the morning cuddled up in their blankets sleeping right through the dawn. They don’t see the sun peak over the trees or hear the sharp splash and subsequent screaming down by the lake.