My friend Bill is not all there.

I am sure everyone has a crazy person in their life, someone who you are glad is on your side. They will probably spare your life if they ever do flip out because you are friends.

Maybe.

So my out-there friend tells me yesterday after a bad day at his job: “I swear to God I am going to get them. One day I am going to walk into my job with a gun, some twine, and circus peanuts–”

“Circus peanuts Bill?” I had to interrupt him and inquire about this part. The fun part about crazy friends is not that they are nuts. It is the quirky things about their oddness that’s most fascinating.

“That’s the revenge part Chris. A person can only eat so many circus peanuts. I’m going to make them eat a whole bag until they throw up all over themselves. That will show them.”

“So what is the gun for?”

“Persuasion.”

I will concede this much about Bill, he pays attention to details. Good thing too, because that’s a trait he uses daily at his job at the post office.