It’s possible I’m losing my mind — probable — but when I was walking home last night, from across the street — a wide street — there were two people chatting. I wasn’t paying attention, just aware that they were there, as one tends to be late at night on semi-deserted streets. Thinking about other stuff, I heard my name. My given name and surname. “Craig Robinson.” I looked over the street at the people. They were paying no attention to me whatsoever. And I heard the mention of John Cusack, and it was obvious they were talking about the other Craig Robinson, and the film he was in recently. And my ego wept.