I am not a twin.
My name means something in another language.
I sometimes get mail that I don't need.
There's this TV station I get that shows nothing but radar.
I think velcro was a good idea, just poorly executed.
I can't tell the difference.
My calendar is currently empty for 2015.
I can be followed.
Sometimes I take elevators.
I am single-jointed.
I have decided.
An astrological sign corresponds to my birthday.
I prefer lettuce unless there are alternatives.
Sometimes I meet people like me.
I had juice.
I can probably guess your favorite color, but I might not get it right the first time.
At over 4,000 miles long, I can be seen from space.
People I don't know are strangers.
My current version is made entirely of blown glass. When it debuts early next year, the new version of me will be completely computer-generated.