I’ve constructed a Zeppelin, and intend to pilot it around the world.
Because all my life I’ve loved travel, and it’s time to see the world.
And because Zeppelin travel is, contrary to popular belief, remarkably safe. Even in the case of the Hindenburg, visually impressive though it was, only thirty-six people were killed.
But ultimately because I’ve lately grown to realize that this world is only as weird and wonderful as you choose to make it.
So ask not why I’m doing this, ask what you’re doing this year.
Because there’s always room on my crew for one more.