You may have stumbled onto someone who is mentally ill. In a weaker moment, fueled by friendship and a few drinks, I agreed to be the trustee of a friend's estate for the benefit of his mentally ill son. He died, and I did what I said I would do for him. Believe me, it hasn't been any fun. I've been called every name in the book by the son. Finally, after about 10 years of abuse, I told him "Look, I'm too old to do this anymore, and I have heart problems. One more crack out of you and I'll resign and turn this over to a bank." I guess he prefers me to a bank, because he has tried very hard to behave since then. But the responses you have gotten from Tim are very similar to the responses I got from my friend's son.