mister was on the water treadmill for 14 minutes yesterday and boy is tired. mister went the opposite way round the pond and i didn't know til i reached spider bridge. when i ran back around i found him with some boys smoking weed. i guess he was following his higher sense, his nose. the painter of spider bridge said his mother smoked the good weed for her arthritus and it really worked. ah, it would be cool to get stoned with mister and swim.