John and the imaginary version of Mr. Lyman have been kind enough to let me come play in their sandbox over here and I'm darn excited about it. Their introduction was accurate in way that defies the very definition accuracy.
If you really want to know me, I'm less like vermouth and more like a sobering wake-up call to Josh's growing drinking problem. When you begin to visualize your colleagues as various alcoholic beverages, this is one of the warning signs.
In between random blood alcohol level tests that I'll be administering to Josh, I'm hoping to squeeze in regular bit of information that you gentle readers will stoop observe, but mainly I'll just be making fun of the Galt/Lyman duo.