What About CRD Larson To Know From Typed Words

Short version is that anything about me would either be boring or self-incriminating, you decide. Or to paraphrase Cormac McCarthy, "everything I have to say is in the art."

Long version is far as I can tell I was beamed to this planet into the backyard of my house at midnight during a dream when I was supposedly 10 years old. Now, the idea of being 10, and all sapien recall prior are of course implanted memories to create my cover story. Two humans older than I appear claim to be my "parents" and that when I talk this way it "hurts their feelings" but I know they're just government plants so I water them weekly, give them plenty of sunlight, and they act rather nicely towards me.