Steve is my neighbor, and as far as neighbors go, he's a really nice guy. I've known him for about two years, and we generally just talk when we're out mowing the lawn at the same time or when we're leaving for work in the morning.
And although I don't know all that much about Steve, here's an interesting fact that I found out about him yesterday:
Steve's name is Mike.
That's right, I've been calling Mike "Steve" for the past two years. The funniest part is, he's always answered to it. I don't know if he just finally got sick of me calling him Steve or what, but I'm happy he told me: now I have blog fodder.
So here's to you, Mike. You'll always be Steve to me.
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