Swam with sharks.
Took off in more planes than I landed in.
Sailed in three of seven seas.
Climbed mountains on two continents.
Walked on three of seven continents.
Worked as a jailer in an old, smelly slammer.
Operated as an international undercover officer.
Dined with crime bosses and partied with outlaw motorcycle gangs.
Hired as a hitman, arms dealer, and drug smuggler.
More guns pulled on me than I would have preferred.
Busted doors down in SWAT raids.
Bought, sold, and seized over a ton of drugs.
Been shot at, cut, and beaten.
Pinned with a few medals as a cop and Marine.
Taught at a world-class university.
Drove really fast chasing felons.
Solved hundreds of criminal cases including some murders.
Testified as a court-qualified forensic expert across the USA.
Published a few books and writing more.
Half of this was twice as exciting as it looks. The other half...not so much. I'm not telling which is which.