Dale here. That sounds like a great idea man. Usin yer life skills ta help others and gettin a free trip up north. That's usin yer noggin. The farthest north I ever bin is Doaktown on accounta I missed the turn one night. The road is straight all the way to Doaktown and it was rainin and I didn't have reverse, so I thought, frig that man, I ain't crawlin under this friggin thing in the friggin rain in the friggin dark all alone with no friggin brakes. I ain't stupid eh. It was okay cause they got a beer store there so I didn't run out er nothin. Anyway, I gotta tell ya man. After supper last night, I see Coyote in a new light. She done all the cookin and it was good eats. After supper, she offered ta help me change the tires on my Foreman. She lifted it up fer the blocks and never even took a deep breath. And she lost a lotta weight too. She is built like a brick shithouse man. I figger, with her old man's money, she could even get nose jobs fer all the kids too. That's right, I am shittin with love man. And, he is makin good on his word too. He is teachin me about computers and bank statements and margerines and a hole lotta other stuff. Anyway, I gotta make like the birds and flock off on accounta I have ta copy a hole bunch a figures from one book to another. The boss says every good bizness man keeps two sets of books. I suppose that is fer if ya lose one set. Hammer down, head up eh? Later eh.