The wheel of cognition and that which allowed one to locomote is ruled over by this man, a head designer who wears a special best and carries a rigorously annotated clipboard. He is also of the power distribution troupe and produces orthographic, bird's eye views of getting everyone connected electrically. He is a contractor of the adjoinment of new districts and blatantly so, as he stores a pencil with orange handle behind his left ear at all causes other than bedtime. He is a planner ahead and enough so that he ends up being a down-going; by the end of the day properly expending himself. He is not as social as either Stu or Earl.
His voice is a medium appulse to the ears; it is booming and like a bull in quality.