I have improved the lives of many people in small ways via my job as a therapist. The best part is that I know this for a fact by seeing the improvement over time. Therapy is, in some respects, about re-parenting people; the damage you help heal is intimate and permanent. You help people grow, literally. Very rewarding, again, in the long run.

I worked with Linus Torvalds, met Carl Sagan, and caught a cold from Danny Elfman.

I was a niche internet microcelebrity once. I ran a shitty facebook meme page (two of them, even) with some 40k followers.

Back in my Reddit days I made a meme for the D&D memes subreddit about how my players decapitated an enemy with a bag of holding

That somehow ended up on the front page of Reddit and I very quickly learned about a TTRPG series called dungeons and daddies that did the same thing

TL;DR- Drunk and with no experience I lead a small group in pretty big parade.

I once led a small marching band in a parade while incredibly drunk, with a flagpole effectively attached to my cock (yeah, just rest the end against your belt, it’s fine), and with only 45 minutes of training the weekend before. At the largest fife and drum muster in the US. I had no prior experience at anything remotely related. I had only been to one of the corp’s meetings previously. Later that night I kissed my future wife for the first time.

I’m sure there’s some wonderful psychoanalysis take away that I thought of the flag as an extension of my cock.

To this day I have no idea why they didn’t get the actual marching band member boyfriend of one of the members to lead, because apparently I was pretty awful at it. It got some minor news coverage, so there’s a chance a picture exists somewhere.

I appear as an extra in 2 different brazilian movies, does that count?

I once interviewed the former chancellor of West Germany, Helmut Schmidt, on a stage in Hamburg Schauspielhaus in front of thousands. It was also on TV.

Obama followed me on Twitter

(He follows 500,000 people but hey…)

Sometimes I get a nice but small euphoric high whenever I comment something or whatever is addressed or liked by some channel I’m subscribed to.

On a more IRL-like experience. I was at a tech conference was and there was a booth hosted by VPR which was Vermont Public Radio and I really liked listening to them at the time. They had a contest, a free one-entry raffle to win some cool gear. And my history with entering raffles was always on the losing end of the thing, whatever. I just filled out my name, address and put it down in the bowl.

Didn’t think anything of it and went back home when the conference was over. Some 2 or 3 weeks later, I get a package in the mail and turns out I actually won the draw. I got a nice canteen, a keyring clipper, some stickers, some decals, a nice keyring and I think a hat too. It was a nice feel-good moment.

I wrote a homebrew Floridaman race for D&D that went viral

None of my actual works are ever actually appreciated, but I still see that damn thing from time to time

I almost smashed into Robin Williams at the only computer store in Northern California in 1982.

I was walking around the game case while staring at the contents with 100% of my concentration only to realize at last second that I was about to suffer an imminent collision with someone. I look up and it’s the guy who I watched on Mork and Mindy growing up.

The look on his face was something along the lines of ‘who the hell is this weirdo’. I was so mortified.

Bonus, he died on the same day that I was part of a much suckier collision (5 car pile up that left me with permanent injuries).

Met and had a drink with lady Gaga. I did not believe it was her at first. She had dipped out of the venu after her show and came to a bar in Houston. Someone posted it on socials and the place became a zoo. They had to go into a side room and wait for a decent time to get out.

My first follower on Twitter was Stephen Fry.

Rap Battles of History said they liked my idea and used it as an example of a good idea to some other people.

I said “Neil Armstrong vs Jacques Cousteau: pioneers of the final frontiers” or something to that effect.

In the end they did Jacques vs someone else.

I encoded one of the very first mp3’s ever made, when it was still a “theoretical” model by Fraunhofer. I sung “I will survive” but in my very bad impression of William Shatner, accidentally posted it many years later on Napster, and found that copy following around many years after that on a torrent site. So, if you have a very old, very fake “Shatner” singing “I Will Survive”, it might be me.