Joe Conat was born human, but that’s not his fault and he’s actively working to overcome that impairment. He has recently returned to Michigan from Los Angeles despite many people asking “WTF?! WHY?!” He likes it here. You can get Canadian beer so easily, here. You can’t in Los Angeles. Not even at Trader Joe’s. No, really, it’s extremely rare. Yeah, I know, right?
Furthermore, any innuendo or Internet rumor you may have heard about Joe is possibly true, but he will deny it vehemently unless he’s had a couple Canadian beers and thinks it’s a funny story.
He has a fantastically beautiful wife, Aimee, who puts up with him rather well, considering, and a beautiful daughter, Emeline, who is not quite as patient with her daddy, but rests secure in the knowledge that her cute little smile ensures her daddy’s absolute compliance with just about any request she may make. Even the ones involving fire. You’d think he’d learn after the second time, right?
He’s a Capricorn with something rising, possibly his lunch. He enjoys watching other people take long walks on beaches, but is too dang lazy to walk himself and hates getting sand in his socks.
Oh, and he’s happy to be here.
(Pics and links coming)