I've never really felt like I fit in anywhere. I went to grad school for creative writing, and it was an eye-opening experience. I remember sitting in a room full of these well-established creative non-fiction writers... They were all there to mentor us and give us guidance on our projects. As students, we were told to just go around the room and share a little elevator pitch about our creative thesis projects. The writing faculty would then give some direction, recommended readings, and advice. I was really proud of my idea, and I couldn't wait to share it with the group. I just so happened to be near the end of the student group, so I had to sit through everyone else's elevator pitches before I got to speak. I heard people talk about some really deep personal stuff that they wanted to write about. And the faculty were on fire! They were giving everyone great feedback. Then they got to me. "I'm going to write a collection of short non-fiction essays about my obsession with TV game shows. Like how I worked my class schedule around Bob Barker's final season on The Price is Right. I want to incorporate some cartoons and maybe a few silly love letters to my favorite hosts." To borrow a line from "Weird Al," everyone in the room looked at me like a cow looks at an oncoming train. Nobody had any advice for me. In that moment, I realized that my audience lie elsewhere. These people all took themselves too seriously to sit back and thing about something funny.