Spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it all, right away, every time. Something more will arise for later, something better. These things fill from behind, from beneath, like well water.
[Annie Dillard]

This is Herbert. He lives in the Mariana Trench. He is grumpy not because he is under 16000 psi, but because it is too dark for anyone to see his fantastic colors. He is fluorescent orange and hot pink, with royal blue appendages.