081613 #worm About five feet tall. About four and a half feet wide, so not exactly a Mister Five by Five, but pretty close. Hair hangs straight down like hypodermic needles that sag. Eyes a little squinty back of all that cheek. Breathes a little harder than he should have to when he feels he may be under scrutiny. Suspicious of almost everything. Every five minutes he says something that makes you think he thinks he's about to catch you in some hypocrisy, and he's going to be good-humored about it, he just wants to purvey some common sense, I mean come on, this is this country. We speak this language here. How your kids do on test scores, that sort of thing. But as annoying as he really is, you don't quite bring yourself to say, You're annoying, you festering sac, because there's something gentle about him underneath all the whine and bitch and squelch, something that just says, Yes? Yes?