1. Bachelor's degree from respected Liberal Arts College in a subject applicable or relevant only if individuals are being chosen to be passengers aboard the last life boat fleeing a shattered Earth. Check (although admittedly they'd probably choose Salman Rushdie or Michael Chabon first...totally understandable)
2. Play in a good band that nobody knows about. Check.
3. Make art projects in the ordered chaos of my tiny room in a railroad apartment. Check.
4. Work a wholly strange job which I fell into via a series of chance encounters and drunken conversations beginning with, "Dude! You know what I really wanna do? Groom kittens..." Check.