One of the first times I met Matt, I thought he was a real dick, as in Richard Nixon.  It was a halloween party.  After a second look, it turned out he was dressed as Bob Dole, not tricky Dick.  We've now been through a few more halloween parties together and he's proven to be both talented with a wand and a sharp shot with a pistol (don't ask).  He's still trying to repair his reputation.
Despite all this, I'm still proud to stand up with this green, one-handed, playboy bunny prestidigitating, rocket scientist.  And I'm looking forward to seeing him in another costume in May.
Congrats!!!