Sphere

Some of the ancients considered the sphere the most perfect shape in the world. Point and case - the earth. Before you get finicky about stuff that doesnt matter and utter the word "geoid" - when was the last time your eyes discerned anything with 97% certainty.

So I met a man in this lofty pursue today. Round as a ball; head, round as a ball. I suppose his legs fell a little out of place but let's ignore the picture. His glasses, twin circles. The man is serious.

And though I've lunched and dined with him several times in my life today we looked for granularity in his rotund state. Not dirty.

I've seen him eat and he does so with gusto. He eats a lot but he does so enjoying new and unexpected flavors every time, is always willing to try new restaurants and foods and cooks up storms (the kind seen on the surface of the sun). He enjoys every mouthful and sits at meals like most people sit at mass. He has a ritual and enjoys the little things that hardasses (both literally and figurative) focused on rigorous diets and specific ingredients cannot. Butter on roll. Real oil when it is required, eevo only when the flavor enhances things.

A poached egg rather than scrambled egg whites.

So at least a significant portion of his shape is due to his passion.
But he has two.

He's a well known researcher published in Medical Journals in the US and Latin America. He's studying the effects of controlled obesity on diabetes and hypertension.

He might be on to something being patient zero.

Utter commitment.