Inside my head, there’s an 18 year old rumblepup with long hair that’s looking out my eyes at the world. He’s the one who still goes apeshit for music, and movies, and that sweet XBOX360 Elite I got for Christmas. He’s the one that reaches for chocolate donuts and a gallon of Cuban coffee likes it’s no big frickin’ deal. He’s the one that’s a fan of Warren Ellis. He’s the one that hears the word “boobies” and pokes his head up as if the Continental Army just marched in.