My wife was helping Crazy Jane clean her room last week and discovered this list my daughter had made of my personality traits.
Is this a contingency plan in case she gets amnesia? Or maybe she's checking me for consistency, to see if I'm a doppelgänger. Like when Homer Simpson got replaced by a German interloper.
Most of these items don't need explanation. (Actually, I'm kind of happy that the image of me she's picking up isn't that different from the one I thought I was displaying.) And the "songs that go 'uh' in the middle" is because of my senseless love of this song. (I ain't ashamed. Haters gon hate.)