It writes! It paints! It designs! It composes! It filmmakes! It photographs! The all-dancing, all singing Pleiadian Canadian!
"But, but...(said the naysayers), he can't have all those innumerable talents and also be a comely young fella too can he? That's, like....the Perfecta!" Well, as it turns out, one can have one's cake and eat it simultaneously. While other, less evolved souls might be spreading themselves out too thin by having too many irons in the fire (to use a most mixed metaphor), this one here is capable of keeping all them plates spinnin' at the same time without so much as a sweatdrop offered forth.
No, this one is a rare bird, possessed of a throwback style that, while decidedly not Steampunk, is very close to that timeframe in his sensibilities, both in response to the technological breakthroughs of this most exhausting era, but also in his approach to the courting of the lady fair.
Raised by survivors of the Great American Depression and the Great World Wars, this human specimen before you exhibits all the features that make women want him, and men want to be like him. Surely, with this kind of creative, cerebral and aesthetic prowess at his behest, he must surely have no athletic capabilities whatsoever! Au Contraire, Mon Frere!
Not only was this individual a successful, sponsored amateur skateboarder who traveled the nation showing off his expertise, he was even selected as the Skater Of The Year back in the era of pressure flips and Blind jeans.
So the question begs: How has this most eligible bachelor stayed on the unbetrothed list for so many, many moons?
Perhaps the almost insurmountably stellar standards that his father bestowed on him as to how to treat a woman, and the resultant voluminous checklist that inevitably follows for which to choose a suitable mate have been the main obstacle. But when pressed for an answer, our protaganist might admit that he has always wanted to feel truly IN AWE of his eventual life partner, in love with her awareness and modesty and creativity and resourcefulness and affection and acceptance, adoring her for her loyalty and intuition and laugh and lightheartedness...quite a tall order, and yet, almost four decades of waiting does not seem to bother him, as something that cosmic and beautiful would understandably come after much ado, and fraught with unfulfilling interactions in the interim.
And so, faith abides in him as strong and undiminished as the strength of Hercules, and he sits in repose, much as Rodin's Thinker did, quietly reflecting in a Zen-like state and living out every day in the faith and trust in the moment until the fateful, fateful day finally arrives.