I'm happily/delightfully crazy.

I’m crazy. Delightfully crazy. And I don’t want to be cured. Preferring instead to become even more crazy. And I let people know it. My friends. Acquaintances. Strangers, too. I follow my crazy impulses. Tell people my name really isn’t Jim/James. It’s Giacomo. The Italian version of my name. Or Vaclav, the Czech or Slavic version. And I have a calling/business card. Identifying me as a romantic idealist, a spiritual free-thinker, a political liberal, a lover, a dreamer. And on the card, I promote my blog. To provide further evidence that I am crazy. Delightfully crazy. Which is another way of saying that I am happily crazy.  –Jim Broede