I chew a handful of chocolate-covered espresso beans, washed down with a hot cup of Earl Gray, every morning. Then, I go post on
www.tor.com.
I've always wanted to be a llama pilot, ever since my great uncle Albecore came back from the War on the States, which is why he was overseas at the time cousin Yoshi was born. We had such great times on the emu farm, Yoshi and I, during that blissful "summer of discovery". We'd pretend the emus were llamas... in fact, emus emulate llamas, if you squint.
So here I am, standing at quivering attention, reporting for duty.