I'm pushing 35, I dropped out of college twice and I like fat girls. I come from a family of doctors, lawyers and teachers. I had an endless mountain of imformation coming in as a kid and since I'm hyperactive and a bit bipolar, I had a hard time in college. Not that I didn't learn anything, I just got bored easily. I chose to be a professional painter and artist, because I get to work outside and I get to pretend to be my own boss.
Ok, I'll play along. I'm a prodigal child, slightly ADD enhanced, with a tendency to be good at almost everything I try. A jack of all trades and master of nothing. A perpetual student of the universe, grower of understanding, mythmaker, difficult wizard, dreamer of dreams, the bell ringer and winsome one.
Hey! That's what I was gonna say! Except I've also been a pirate, (not really but I can't really say smuggler on HP) done all sorts of dangerous things, including piloting a fully aerobatic Russian airplane, parakiting (got the torn ACL to prove it) and the most dangerous and scariest of all, married and owned two wives! (not at the same time)
It actually works. I started a thread years ago on a forum with the title, "Flame Me" and proceeded to explain in the OP for anyone who wished to say their absolute worst about me. And, they did. It was similar to one of those Hollywood roasts and soon turned into a complete laugh fest.