I had to pull the car seat up a notch.
One night I got on the scales.
Look here, Sarah." "Yes, darling?" "There's something I don't understand." "What?" "I seem to be shrinking." "Shrinking?" "Oh, you fool! That's incredible! How can a man shrink? Do you really think that your diet is shinking your bones? Bones melt! Rduction of calories only reduces fat.
Don't be an idiot! Shrinking? Impossible!" Then she laughed.
All right," I said, "come here.
Here's a pencil.
Now I'm gonna stand against this wall.
My mother used to do this with me as a kid when I was growing.
Now put a line right there on the wall where the pencil hits after you place it straight across the top of my head." "All right, silly," she said.
She drew the line.
A week later I was down to 131. It was happening faster and faster.
Come here, Sarah." "Yes, silly boy." "Now, draw the line." She drew the line, I turned around.
