Everybody's Got Their Sumthin'...right?

It is my firm belief that Everyone has their something. That thing that only they are good at...or at least better than the hordes that surround them. My friend Justine, she used to be the pool player. Now she's the carpenter (don't laugh, all my friends in some way or another embody uber-lesbian in some way or another...). Kelly? She's the grumpy one who somehow knows Everybody. Or at least makes it a point of getting to know everybody. And me? Well I used to be the strong one.

Maybe that's why it sucked to realize that in comparison to some, I'm a lightweight. And when I say some, I'm actually talking about the worst person in the wordl to be compared to...and lose. The ex. I'm not stronger. Just taller, apparently. And I drink more beer (translation: I'm waaaay more fun).

So if I lose strength, what do I have?

Well, I used to know how to make at least two Origami animals. But I've since lost the skill, so no. I don't own a gun, or am not a member of the NRA, so she's scarier (even With my usual stern glare and mohawk). I'm witty, but I've never talked to the ex, so who knows. She may be a regular Carrot Top. I Do let people punch me in the stomach every once in a while, but I'm sure that's not necessarily viewed as a Pro by all.

I know I've got something in there, it's just gonna take some digging. Past the video game prowess, on the other side of steak cooking awesomeness and somewhere near neverending well of charm, I'm sure there's a little leprechaun of hidden talent that's just waiting to jump put an surprise the world! And then Global Domination will begin!

...unless the hidden talent is like, pen balancing or something...then Global Pen Championship Domination will Begin!!!