I hope he's in the middle of the wilderness, doing his tree thing, whatever it is trees do, I know they do a lot of work with breezes Wouldn't it be fantastic if he was out there just enjoying his 'treeness', and through the woods, a large sweaty guy with an eggs comes along, sees him and � Chops him down, wraps a chain around him, dragging him through the mud and the muck, throws him into a saw mill, grinds him up, pounds him down into paper. 