My friend Jen is always telling me that I am constantly coming up with schemes…well, here’s a new one for ya that will definitely never come to fruition. While in Mexico City I think I was quite possibly the tallest man there. I have never seen as much rubber necking as when I was walking down the street or riding in the subway and bus system, and I’m pretty sure it wasn’t because of my rugged good looks. What I am sure of though was that I was kind of like a novelty to those people. Maybe I’ll capitalize on this by moving down to Mexico and setting up a shop that lets people get their picture taken with me for only $10 pesos. I would even sign it! The only reason I think this might work is because I’m that guy at the state fair that pays $2.50 to see the worlds smallest woman and the worlds largest horse…ridiculous.
