I Didn't Have Any Idea That I

A Lot Of People Describe Me As Chubby, Which Seems So Easy, So First-choice. Or Stocky. Fair-skinned. Tow-headed. There Are So Many Other Choices. How About Dense? I Mean, I'm A Thick Kind Of Guy. But I'm Never Described In Attractive Ways. I'm Waiting For Somebody To Say I'm At Least Cute. But Nobody Has.

The Drama Nerd Comes Out In Me When I'm In A Theater.

I Was A Breed Of People Who Aren't Capable Of Doing Anything, Really. At College I Began To Get The Idea That Being Macho Wasn't The Accepted Norm In The Liberal World, And Especially The World I Entered Into, Which Was The Artistic World. I Had A Lot Of Problems With That Because I Was Struggling With The Need To Be Proud Of Being A Man, Which Wasn't Something I Was Feeling.

Success Isn't What Makes You Happy. It Really Isn't. Success Is Doing What Makes You Happy And Doing Good Work And Hopefully Having A Fruitful Life. If I've Felt Like I've Done Good Work, That Makes Me Happy. The Success Part Of It Is All Gravy.

I Know I Wasn't As Handsome As Some Other Guys, But I Was Ok With That.