When I was four, I wanted to be an aborigine in the outback. At five, I was confident I'd be a professional gambler (my gramps taught me draw poker). At six, my goal was to become a bank robber. By the time I was eight, I'd accomplished all three. So now I just sit idly on the porch reliving the glory days of my youth, sipping lemonade and yelling incoherently at passerby.

If you're interested in why I write, feel free to check out this short piece on why Charlie Chaplin is my hero.