I fell into a cave and then my parents were murdered in a mugging. No, that's Adam West/Micheal Keaton/Val Kilmer/George Clooney/Christian Bale.
Ok, I think this is it...
I grew up in Grand Rapids, left to bounce around the country for a few years, and moved back. I love this city and I plan on staying. Also because the second I leave, something cool will happen and I'll be pissed.
After fixing cars for seven years, I've entered into the white-collar world. It's a bit of a culture shock. Ask me what I do.
Basically, I do whatever sounds fun at the moment, as long as it isn't likely to get me arrested, fired, injured or bankrupt. Or murdered, robbed, trampled, stabbed or frozen in a meat locker. I guess there's a lot of limitations on my actions, but it doesn't seem so bad once they've been internalized.