Albertson was a high school teacher. He was a
loser. His name
well, you see what I mean.
Albert couldnt bench press the bar, he had
never been in a bar, he failed to pass the bar,
too. He was afraid of women and turtles. One day
he drove deep into the Idaho forest. Parking his
car by a dilapidated tree stump he waded into the
river. It was ice cold; practically freezing.
Albert spent the entire afternoon in the river,
sitting and thinking. When he finally came out,
and readied to return home, his previous life was