Sorry. Since you're a fellow San Antonian (born and raised there) I'll be gentle then and not tell you about the satiny smooth feeling of the fabric. And I won't tell you how it swallows you up in comfy goodness. Or how the knotty sections hold your stuff just right. And I definitely won't tell you about the super flat lay or the cavernous spaciousness waiting to carry you off to a blissful state of serene hammockry.
What I will tell you that I absolutely HATE about about the Lite Owl is that Marty didn't give a single thought to making it a soundproof enclosure. What an incredible oversight! I mean seriously! How in the world was I supposed to sleep in the backyard last night? Some stupid dog was barking nonstop. That must've driven my dogs nuts because they started barking in the house. Thanks to Marty's lack of soundproofing I had to resort to ear plugs and they didn't help much. Oh yeah, and just when I thought it was done at 4 am the fire truck just had to blast two different siren sounds. So yeah, you'd think this would be a great hammock but I had to throw in the towel and go back inside. Soundproofing really would have made this the perfect hammock. C'mon Marty, what were you thinking???? This might be a deal breaker for me.