Well, yesterday, I got a note from my good buddy Jerry at my old job. We had a standing bet to see who was going to get down to 200 lbs. We had two quarters taped to the wall. Winner take all. I am very said to say that the only thing in the note was the following haiku:

soon after rising
the scales read one ninety nine
but he still looks fat

Needless to say, I was devastated.  He got the quarter.  And I still look fat.  When I hit 199, I am going to write Bryan a haiku.