Jack wasn't doing well, he seemed to be getting more and more depressed, less able to get out of bed. His depression meant twinkie sales were up but that didn't help my case. He kept saying there was going to be a recession in the economy, that it was going to hit any minute. People's houses were going to foreclose and the banks would not be able to handle the loss.  He said if he got funding in time he could stop it, he said his idea could stop the economic recession. I told him that was ridiculous, there would be no recession. I told him I was sick of hearing him talk and talk. A recession of that magnitude? how ridiculous, I thought.