I drew this in high school.  Genius.  If you look at the background, you can actually see an essay I started to write about me being a hobo.

So I often ask myself, how can I make myself look more glorious?

Besides taking pictures of myself in a toga with a golden trident, I can take pictures with birds. 

Below is the picture.
The Original Concept: Me raising my hands up gloriously and birds flying up from my feet. 
Executing such a process: I figured I needed to run into the birds for them to fly up in my presence.
What happened: I ran and jumped into the pile of birds.  The result was less glorious than intended.

A friend asked me to write her a haiku for her foreign policy professor about American Foreign Policy.  I know very little about American foreign policy.
This is what I came up with:

American, Yeah!
Foreign Policy, boo-yah
Let's dance, boom boom yeah

And then you snap after for 2 minutes.


I think I developed this habit of adding repetitious nonsense one night while drinking.  I wrote on my ex-roommate's facebook wall at 2AM, presumably about our bunkbeds:

"hey remember that time i used to sleep and you used to sleep but i was on top of you? hey wasn't that awesome? hey hey nick"

I actually didn't find out that I wrote it until like 2 weeks after, when someone asked me about it.