What makes me, me? Hmm, is it the long, strange trip my life has been to this point? the partying like a rock star with the rock stars? the variety of careers? the education, both formal and experiential? the joy I take in giving joy to others? my old soul that still loves kid stuff? the love and support of my family? my sense of humor and love of laughing? my physical attributes? my intelligence? all of this and more? Nah, must be the shoes.

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