Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

Very great Saturday Night Drive last night! In attendio were: Cyndi and Denise and Jennifer.
It was very:

• a) interesting:  adj.   yeah, I know, scotts are making bored noises and rogers are looking for other rogers (or possibly scotts) to make ‘pity-the-weird-person gesture at/to or
• b) boring: adv.  as the scotts look for something to happen!! a fat woman and a banana peel, a skinny guy and a bucket of water balanced on the top of a door… something!! preferably a loud something
• c) challenging:  verb  as clarks race to keep up with each other like golden, (or other hued) retrievers running down game in an open field where the grass is about 3 feet high, they run and you see the grass parting from their bodies pushing through the grass occasionally they jump up above the grass and look around and then back to the scent that seems to go everywhere

The Week Ahead!

clarks will start the week with careful plans that, by Tuesday, will mutate into creative adjustments of goals and strategies due to either surprising success or, (not so surprising) setbacks; the best indication that you are a clark is your inability to know immediately which of these two are preferable
scotts will start… hell, there is no ‘start the week’ with scotts, they haven’t stopped from last week. We were talking last night about the natural friendship between clarks and scotts, and it was sort of agreed that one of the primary reasons for this is that clarks are neither prey nor predator… so the first encounter between the two starts (as it always does) with the scott ‘pushing the shoulder’ of the clark (this is a ‘ranking challenge’ that is a part of the pack life of scotts).
Now clarks are, most of the time, a pretty laid-back bunch.. hell! we’re basically passive…but not because we are weak or we believe that the  other person is too strong… clarks are (perceived) as being passive simply because we’re busy! in our heads… doing things and thinking things and imagining things and projecting scenaria and a whole bunch of fun, engrossing stuff… but what we are not is on guard  (I’m gonna go out on a limb here, but I suspect the reason we’re comfortable walking around with most of our minds somewhere else, is that we have such a total…confidence?…reliance??? something… in our ability to take care of a problem   if it becomes necessary.
Otherwise,  we’re off wherever this reality or another… )
…about the scotts?  oh yeah!  so they come up and see us looking passive and they try and mess with us and the part of our selfs that we assign to keep watch on the ‘real world’ is usually amused and goes along with it.  Of course, eventually the scott, like a puppy, lets the game get out of control and starts to nip a little  and, if it catches us off-guard (yeah, like that ever happens lol) we instinctively box their ears…  being natural predators, the scottian personality doesn’t get all hurt feeling-y  they just either run back for more or roll over and expose their soft underbelly    and a friendship begins!
rogers…they will be at work tomorrow, maybe a little late but will have tales, detailed tales of their weekend with special emphasis on how so much more satisfying a weekend it was than the story you make the mistake of relating first… then as you begin to get anxious to start your job, they will most likely preview their day ahead, with a side note about someone else who is not part of the conversation.

But thats all for tomorrow. Today is Sunday!  A day that clarks know should be special…. a day that scotts barely stop to notice and a day that rogers feel more at home in than any other day of the week.

(Ok  given how wonderful a musician Larry is, we can sit through his little interview at the end of this vid…. free DocTee for the first person who correctly identifies Larry as a clark or a scott or a roger)