This is an exercise in the pronoun "I".
Noun: a person whose job is to help move and set up the equipment of traveling musicians.
Jokes on you.
Raised by an English Teacher with a master's degree. Home made grammar police. Grammar is not as important as it used to be.
Life in the fast lane, twenty years ago. Driving in the fast lane is not as important as it used to be. Still cannot resist.
Enlightenment is elusive, ask anyone. Sometimes time is all you need.
Immodest? Yes. Just like you. Modest too.
Sailers talk the way they do. Sometimes I talk like them too.
Take it easy.
The best things in life really are free. Some times they require safety equipment. Occasionally, they require the fire department. You can quote me on that. Been there done that.
Copy can be written by anyone, as long as they grasp the message. Listening is the true skill. It's so much more than that. Body language and mannerism, the message can become clear. No need for words. Women have this mastered. Realized it too late.
INTP if you know what that means. Three percent is bullshit. Grew up on the side of the tracks where you can learn exactly what that smells like. Bonfire parties, PBR and all. When did PBR become hipster?
What's next for me? No direction but there is always a plan. Odd that planning is my profession. It is definitely not my life. Chaos brings the most rewarding surprises. Team mates, like leadership, can sprout the most marvelous places. Ready for some chaos.