I used to have two Roman cats named Augustus and Catalina. I called them Gus and Linus. Gus was a man's cat. Linus was a Harley riding fat cat, who loved canteloupe and chasing strings. I had a sheepdog named Sasha who could read family emotional dynamics, a neurotic bassethound named Brandy (we thought she was crazy due to pyramid shape of her doghouse), and a beautiful doberman named Mirabella, who could walk through walls.
I once built the what I figure has to be the world's largest skateboard in order to install a hot tub single handedly.
I once spent three weeks teaching chickens to walk in figure eights. I met 23 other amazing people, and a famous dolphin trainer in the process. B.F. Skinner is a personal hero.
I once did a triathlon just because.
I love a good carrot cake, moist, and there are cheesecakes that melt my soul.
The hardest thing I've ever done was graduate school in Biomathematics. I worked so hard to finish, and there was so much to be endured. When I was done, I felt reborn. I felt like a new person.
When I was in fifth grade I wanted to be either a magician or an architect. In many ways, I got both my wishes.