These were the words delivered to me with wide-eyed honesty by Timmy*, a four year old in my preschool class as I sat down to lunch. One of his friends helpfully added, "You need a fat chair."
And that was when I realized that my life had become a series of "Fat Chairs" In the morning I get up I sit on the couch while I eat breakfast, I sit in front of my computer to check e-mails, I sit in my car on the way to work, (which is only 2 mi
...
