"I'm Worse At What I Do Best"

When I was still living at home, my family would gather nightly for family dinners. My mother insisted that we sit around afterward and "talk." My mother is crazy, I assure you. Well, I've always liked the attention that absurdity gathers (as demonstrated by my waltzing into my physics classroom one morning and announcing that I didn't believe in gravity--turns out I do, but the look on the teacher's face was priceless). One thing I liked to do was inform my family that I wanted to be Kurt Cobain when I grew up. And this was post-1994. That was the start of an obsession.



Now picture him eating cornflakes.