When you get to be my age you have plenty of time to
Think about what you might have wanted to be in your
Life. A doctor, a lawyer, an engineer, an architect… Of course, the
List could go on and on.

Or, if you’re like me you might have wanted to be a circus acrobat (or, a
Guy who just stood on top of an elephant in a three ring circle),
A helicopter pilot, a boardwalk barker (oh, wait, I was that back in high
School) or a stand up comedian.

I knew for sure I didn’t want to be anything that required being serious
All of the time. So, I ruled out being an actuary, a tombstone salesman or
insurance salesman, A zoo keeper or, a barber.

My brother-in-law once sent me to a barber who seemed to be more
Interested in humping my shoulder than cutting my hair. But, that’s a
Whole other story for another day.

I once thought it would be fun to be a bird. You could fly just about
Anywhere and poop on just about any car or bald head. What a way to
Spend your day … pooping and laughing. Or, you could just hang out on
A wire and talk shit all day with your friends.

I never really considered the salary of any job. That would have
Required too much adult thinking.

As it turned out, I went this way and that way. From a bunch of dumb
Jobs in high school to another dumb job in the Army to owning a
Psychadelic lighting store to parking cars for rich and famous people at
A restaurant. I drove a cab in NYC and worked at radio station downloading
The local weather reports. And, then to producing street festivals and
Another boring job at a university. And, finally, making TV commercials.
Boy was that fun!

Of course, for all of the things I wanted to be I’ve thought long and
Hard about what I don’t want to be.