I drive this desk when I'm not ridin' bikes or climbin' rocks. It is from here that I punish young minds with the pain and suffering of hard hittin' literary genius. "This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of Nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clot of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy."-George Bernard Shaw
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