My name is Cooper. My hands don't work and I talk about myself, and personal stuff, far too much. Prone to attack when provoked. Incendiary.
Horse trainer/rock climbing instructor/theoretical astrophysics with a touch of virology. Terrible and occasionally sacrilegious Irish catholic. Certified MRA hunter: Saving people. Burning fedoras. The family business. I'm not good or real... I'm evil and imaginary
Leaving in three hours (midnight) for what is probably going to be the longest road trip ever since I haven’t slept. Blah. Good thing I won’t be the only person with a drivers license in the car.