Because you know me. Are curious. Have a tendency towards weird. Program something. Fly drones but hate gate-bangers. Like Welsh Terriers. Know my wife but don’t get that husband of hers. Met me one time and I didn’t piss you off. We ran from the cops together. Want to give me small turbines to build a jet suit. Will defend the Oxford comma. Have also snorted pixie sticks. Stopped breast feeding recently. Want to see me finish the post-apocalypse snow globe. You eat glue. Archer fan. Laugh at the phrase “glue job”. Don’t believe I have mellowed out. Knew me when I was working at the furry strip club. Remember the many attempts to put myself in orbit. Watched me eat a whole cantaloupe with out chewing. Still trying to place that smell on your left thumb.