No one has ever called me "Mellow Yellow." Though I like to think so, I'm pretty sure that Carrie Simon never wrote a song about me.
In college I was disappointed to find out that they didn't offer a major in "Pop Culture References" because I certainly would have graduated top of my class without worrying about Minkus having more A's than me.
There have only been two times since 2006 that I've had an undoctored profile picture. One instance was to keep my identity a secret in a game of assassins. The second time was a picture of me and my cat. I just love my cat.
I dislike travelling but I moved 5000 miles away from home. I guess I didn't think about that at the time.
At one point, early in my life, I saw a television show that exlpained how to throw a split-fingered fastball. I thought that was the proper way to throw a ball. It wasn't until late in high school that I learned why I had so much trouble throwing baseballs in from left field. I blame my coaches for not caring.
I once learned to ride a motorcyle, got my license and bought a bike all in a week.
I've put more miles on my bicycles than anyone I know who doesn't train for biking competitions.
My dream job is to be a mailman.
I had given up interest in school before going to college. After college I still had no interest in going to school. I accredit this to how I managed to get in and out in four years even with switching my major halfway through.
For years I've been trying to decide on a superpower I wish I had. I've narrowed it down to 'space/time control' and 'telepathy'.