I feel like people who don't brag are trying to make you jealous by thinking they're hiding something more even exciting.
I've lived (in LA) for so long, I don't even know what is real and what isn't anymore.
I don't know if I could rebuild an airplane engine, but I know a little bit about rotors and rivets.
It really drives me banana sangwich.
I'm a late-night guy.
Sometimes the only solution is figuring out a bigger problem to focus on.