Chock-Full of Go-Getters

So, I'm on a new thing I call System 12. What you do is, you cut your hair short. Then, at night before going to bed, you turn the air conditioning in the bedroom on to full blast. While that's getting up to speed, you go take a really hot shower. Then you go to bed in the cold air conditioning. While you sleep, the evening's combination of extreme environments forms what I refer to as a lockdown; that is to say, the hot shower kills germs, the cold air-conditioned bedroom keeps more from forming, and, to put it in layman's terms, you wake up completely clean. You pull on clothing quickly (you've set it aside the night before), and you're out the door within minutes of opening your eyes. You're instantly making your way down busy morning streets chock-full of go-getters. They all stare at you because you're like a newborn child; you just got here from some other dimension that the others have already forgotten they came from. They can see there's something different about you, they all stare into your eyes for answers, and you feel the world finally reacting to you in a different way.

Anyhow, it's late now, and I'm typing to you from the hospital - don't ask how I get away with all this in here. Hey, before we get started, I want to clear something up: Dan Kennedy called you all amphetamine addicts steeped in denial. He wasn't right, and apologizes. Everybody gets cranky. Thanks, Dan.