I refer to you normal people as Normies. While I do love my life as an abNormie, I’m jealous of your Normie life. Much of what I dislike about my career is what I miss out on that Normies get to experience… Here are some other areas I differ from you Normies.

It’s almost-impressively easy for me to burst into song. I am conditioned to hear a phrase or a musical line and respond. No one is safe, not even my Honda CR-V.

We were at a car show in McCool Junction, NE… My younger brother Matthew and I were probably 4/5 and 7/8, respectively. We were doing what any cool kids would do in a village of about 400 people — playing with other random kids on a giant pile of rocks.

My students sometimes believe that I have some silver bullet or secret recipe to give them. Like I’m some bearded mystic, living in solitude, growing weary with age…

“If you settle for “good enough,” you will never truly achieve greatness like me.

…Now be sure to buy my sports drink at the link below.”

I’m a hell of a lot better than I would be if I hadn’t spent so many days and hours practicing.

…But I’ve missed out on a lot of fun along the way.

Hastings, NE is really beautiful… but there ain’t a whole lot going on in this “thriving metropolis.”