I'm very funny. So funny that I get paid to be funny.
I still have glorious, luxuriant hair. For now.
I'm smart enough to know how dumb I am.
I'm tall. Please stand on your tip-toes if you wish to tell me a secret. I promise I'll keep it.
I perform stand-up comedy. I'm good at it too. I won't tell you a joke. I've earned the right to charge.
I'm also a writer. I write stuff on a blog when the whim takes me...
...and I'm writing a book. Slowly but surely. It's good. I can't wait for you to read it.
I might some day learn to have a proper conversation in Slovene. But don't count on it.
There are so many more things to learn, and so many more ways to improve myself. For example, I've long had a passion for disco dancing at death metal shows, but I've never taken lessons. I'm running out of reasons not to...
Clearly whoever designed this template is not really good at foreseeing the possibility that some - nay, many! - people spend their lives doing things they're really good at.
Alright, I'm good at karaoke. Happy now?
I'd struggle to do without other people.
And I'm aware of the dangers of having nothing to do.
There's very little I don't think about. But I guess a lot of it, one way or another, is focused on improvement. First, improving my understanding then, ideally, applying that understanding and improving my life, the universe and everything.