My account with Brad Jones

Hello. I'm pretty sure Brad Jones worked out where we live last year while I was experiencing a false reality involving CareBear/Viocom/Vaticon conspiracy with invisibility cloaks, Forrest emps sucking my dick, etc. What makes me believe this is that one evening around 7:20 pm, one night last year, circa summertime, I was woken up by the honk of a car horn. I immediately yelled something along the lines, after looking at a clock, "What time is it‽ Seven PM is a NORMAL HOUR FOR SLEEP!" only for a voice, one that sounded a lot like Brad Jones, to say, "You know what—and I tell you what: you're right that I am saying this with a colon—You're not a Internet Celebrity!" And then he drove off. This is not the end of the story though. Later: I commented under a YouTube video of someone who has previously worked with James Rolph, Keith something, and he responded with something like, 'Aren't you the guy who shouted [—]?'. This comment conversation doesn't exist anymore because I deleted the BillyThe 11thDimensionalHobo YouTube channel because I ran out of creativity for it (I was making a show that was atypical mock bongs where I made ramen noodles with raisins in it, and talking about my books). Later, after I got out of St. Mary's Hospital, I told Keith something beneath one of his YouTube videos and updated, and we hearted the comment. The comment went something like, 'We haven't been in communication since I changed my Internet name from BillyThe 11thDimensionalHobo to Never Be. I think you are aware that I almost worked with, I think Brad Jones, as that's the type of voice that he had. And, if I wasn't so mentally ill, I'd probably work with you someday sometime in the next 20 years. this has been bothering me last night because Brad Jones makes movies... What if he wanted to make adaptations of what I write/make/etc.? That question is nagging at me, and I'm never going to get an answer.