After reflection on Tuesday's meeting, I have determined something about my Avatar. He ain't skinny. He ain't fat either. My buddy, avatar is currently an amorphous blob. Think the 1958 movie, The Blob. And I need to put him an a fitness program. He cannot slither around my mind anymore, He just has to walk upright and be coherent. First order is to convert his bodyguards back to my side. After all they are my troupe of mind monkeys.