There is no personality to be found here.
Don’t worry about knowing me—it’s all about the mystique. It’s better off this way anyways. We like people more when we can imagine who they are rather than knowing them fully. This can only happen when they are still a mystery. Plus, I’d rather not disappoint you. I’m better in theory. Think of me how you’d like.
I have a fear of being bored. Even worse though, is to be boring. There is no greater human shortcoming than to be a bore. Don’t pursue truth, I argue. Pursue what is compelling. Chase the good story. Everybody likes a good story. Good stories are essential for preserving the sanity of humankind.
There is no doubt that by this point you’ve grown disinterested… or stopped reading altogether. If not, I have done no wrong.
My grandmother used to call me a rascal when I was a child. I used to scurry around the house, hide and scare her—with all my mischievous might. The word “rascal” is old. It came into use in the 15th century. The word eventually evolved into the word “rascallion” in the 17th century and later became “rapscallion,” as we know it today. Rapscallion is my favorite word. Rascal is okay too though. I don’t mind when things are traditional.
To the right (==>) is a cute picture of baby Josh. You can use this as a visual representation of me. This picture is actually important though—it answers some of the world’s greatest philosophical questions, which I will address here.
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Q: How does a person decide what sports team they like?
A: People never have a choice, it’s decided with a hat—as demonstrated by cute baby Josh.
Q: How does a person get impeccable style and taste?
A: People are born stylish, you either have it or you don’t—as demonstrated by cute baby Josh.
Q: How does a person best engage with serious questions?
A: People stare up and to the left, often with a blank face—as demonstrated by cute baby Josh.