Like a super hero with mediocre powers.

I am a super hero, this was copied from Erins blog:
"My friend Seth writes me these emails. And for those of you who know him, you need no further explanation than that. For those of you who don't, we will just say that a fitting nickname for Seth would be Tangent-Man. He went on a fantastic tangent today that I must share with all of you.

i have watched from a distance the bastardization of icecream. what once was a proud dessert has now become diluted by a million strange flavors that make me think that everyone in charge of the ice cream industry does a lot of hard drugs. Pistachio flavored icecream. Peppermint flavored icecream. Contact lens flavored icecream. Tiny glass-shard flavored icecream. Rocky Road icecream is an inherently bad idea. "Ben, Jerry, lets make an icecream with a texture akin to gravel and a name that is also a euphamism for a difficult time in someones life." "Edy, what the hell is wrong with you. You are a sick fuck. Get out of my shop." Edy was always the problem child of icecream entrepeneurs. Ever since the cops raided his house in the late sixties and found him in the corner huddled against large quantities of very strange photos of various dairy products. There were mirrors with half-snorted lines of whipped cream everywhere. Posters of the food pyramid which had been violently rearranged so that the entire mass of the pyramid was balanced precariously on the "Sweets" section.

I love you Seth. Thank you for being insane, and making my day that much more entertaining."