There are meetings where I fall asleep, eyes wide opened, head straight, body firm and strong against the chair; others where I dream, eyes wide opened, head straight, body firm and strong against the chair; and others where I wait curious, eyes wide opened, head straight, body firm and strong against the chair… which one of the bulldogs, barking at each, will be the first one to pee in a corner of the room, officially making the meeting its territory? Ah… nothing can beat a testosterone crisis in display.
A Fish on a Hill 