I had many things I wanted to be. Here's the list and progress report:
A Fighter Pilot - not a prayer. With my medical history, they wouldn't let me in any military service. And it's not like I didn't try - and my father was even an officer in the US Navy. He did arrange my start with private flight instruction and I started learning on a Cesna. I mean to continue and complete my pilot's license.
A Super-Ninja! - I trained in a black belt program for many years and plan to return to it when I'm cleared by my doctor. I did competition fighting, too. I'm not a "super-ninja" (whatever that is) but I learned to defend myself, take someone else down and restrain them, and I trained with multiple weapons and completed a bootcamp - largely to prove to myself that the military which wouldn't take me, underestimated my abilities and insulted me.
A police man - I went to Police Academy. September 11th changed the job description for what I'd planned to do on the force, and now the budget woes in my city have continued to do so.
A rock star! - in July I bought my first real six-string. "Bought it at the 5(hundred)-and dime. Played it 'til my fingers bled. Was the Summer of 2-oh-nine!" That being said, I still can't play one complete song, but I'm coming along on Nickelback covers I've been learning (Saving Me, Animals, Burn It To The Ground). I can also make obscene gestures with my tongue and fingers split into a "v form," just like Gene Simmons!
A Pro Baseball Player - In November, I got my chance to actually take the field and bat with the San Diego Padres in PETCO Park, with my name on the batting lineup posted on the scoreboard and announced throughout the [empty] ballpark. Yeah, it was only practice, but I hit hit [on the ground] out to the centerfield fence! But I've played all my life from starting Little League at the T-ball level when I was 8, through high school, collge (rec sports leauge level, not NCAA) and softball teams since. When I recover from a recent surgery for a hernia, I plan to play next Spring. 2nd base almost always.
An Astronaut - FAIL - I want to go into space, discover new life, and new civilizations, and boldy kill things that man has never killed before. This has not been working out for me. I haven't gotten on any real spaceships lately and my only friends are from THIS planet. However, I think being a diplomat to the aliens would be something I could do as well. It would be exciting talking to a very different civilization / race. It's way too late for me to be able to be in the Air Force and transfer to NASA Command though, and our space shuttles don't have laser cannons or proton torpedoes, phasers or disruptor banks, or even tractor beams. Plus there's no sound in space so they don't emit any cool "Ben Burt style" sound effects. All in all our space program is still disappointing to me. I wished things move along a bit faster.
A Secret Agent - I'd love to become an international assassin, working behind the scenes for the CIA. I should drive a tricked out Lamborghini or Ferrari with hidden rocket launchers and machine guns, which I can also drive by remote control. And I want to meet famous world leaders and have sex with exotic women everywhere - and maybe they'll all look like Eva Mendez or Jessica Alba - but also be secret agents for foreign countries. Then the girls will have divided loyalties and I'll tempt them into defecting to the United States and helping the CIA! I'll also kill people and blow up places and things all in the name of world peace, but I'll do a lot of good and free people and lead revolutions, eventually being popularly installed as the supreme leader of my own little nation! I haven't really made an progress on this one here, but I certainly pursue the exotic women. They actually are secretive, too! For example, it's a secret concerning what I'm doing wrong and why I'm not getting anywhere with them! :crosseyed:
An Outlaw from the Old West - I'd really have wanted to ride with Billy the Kid or Wyatt Earp. If I had, I'd be about 140 years old now Also, I'd be learning that even the most poorly-maintained police car could probably keep up with me on my horse. Since I haven't even begun learning how to build a time machine, I don't think this one is going to happen for me. I could go out into the desert and find someone and shoot them - but there's no one I'd want to kill here. I'm more of the kind of guy who would enjoy a fight, but if he was defending someone. I could go to Afghanistan though...
A bounty hunter - since I brought up the whole bounty hunter thing. Yeah, I could always find my way into Afghanistan or Pakistan, free from any military orders, procure weapons on the black market while I'm there, and go have some fun trying to do what so far both Bush and Obama haven't been able to do. The conspiracy theorist in me suggests this is because they never intended to do it. Bin Laden was a CIA agent, and perhaps he still is. If I caught up with him, I'd attempt a live-capture actually. I'd love to interview him before I made up my mind whether I wanted the reward for his capture as "dead or alive."
There are more things I'd wanted to be. But right now I want to take a break. So what did YOU want to be?