Traditionally I haven't been that interested in getting my hands dirty.

I had enough bad feedback in my life to realize my place.

And this isn't a means to avoid “blue-collar” work. Oil paints are occult in nature, and I fail to focus a film camera 90% of the time.

A clutz like me falls a lot in a world of potholes.

Well ok that's a lot of jibber, but I should probably at least try. What about books:

Huh well, have I at least learned any physical skills by now?

Fair enough — better to just look at em.

Really? Just go to bed then.