The good thing about this system is that only thing he will actually input is his food. He'll wear the bodybugg device on his arm and it will track his actual calorie expenditure, not his estimates.
The magic computer's not going to help him.
Computers are tools, not ends; notice how instead of using computer games as a trivial diversion, they occupy his life, isolating him from other people.
They're something one uses to help in daily life, not to substitute for daily life.
I have a sense the gigantic primitive stays at home all day long, never goes out.
And that's a big part of his problem.
The gigantic primitive dealt cards at casinos for many years, during which time he surely must have formed associations and friendships with coworkers. He should hop into the hand-bus and go down where he used to work, to see what's up, and pal around a little with his former co-workers.
I dunno if there's other primitives on Skins's island from Last Vegas, but it sure seems a lot of primitives go there. The cross-eyed Iowa primitive from Denver, the rather hefty and four-eyed "Hawkeye-X" primitive, was there over Thanksgiving during the flooding fiasco at the gigantic primitive's place, and it seems rude the cross-eyed Iowa primitive didn't call, or the gigantic primitive didn't call.
And then the
Die alte Sau, the dysmenopausal Kansas school teacher, and her husband were in Last Vegas over Christmas.....
The gigantic primitive needs to get out more.
