Well, let’s see, since the last time that I saw you I honestly forgot about a lot of the early years just because that’s the thing about most babies and I was no exception there but then this one time my parents took me to the beach and I was playing in a little pool of water that was filled with animals so I was grabbing little shrimp and trying to scoop up tiny little fish but then we had to leave so I started crying because that made me sad but later that year I got a bike for Christmas. You probably don’t remember our cousin Sam since you and I were separated at birth and mom and dad kept me but not you, anyhow he fell off the bike and broke his arm and then some time later he found a screw driver in grandpa’s shed that he used to tear the tires up and bend the spokes, so no bike after that. Oh and one time I threw a bunch of sand at some older kids in the park, and one thing leads to another basically like 15 years later I was chatting with a dude in a gay bar in Miami on a random Tuesday night in November who told me the reason the place was so busy that night is because word got out that Madonna showed up earlier so people were trying to get in to have a look but unfortunately by the time I heard that story she had already left or disappeared into a VIP lounge it really depends on whose story you believe. Anyway, from there it was mostly all downhill I’m afraid, but I did try my best to make sure to pass it forward any time the person ahead of me paid for my meal when I was in line at a fast food restaurant and there have been several times I mercifully captured a house fly and released it outdoors instead of hitting it with a fly swatter. How about you?