About Me

The Chronicles of Anthony Parsons, Unofficially

Welcome to the fantastical world of Anthony Parsons, where the dragons are paper-trained, the unicorns have Wi-Fi, and I’m still trying to find where I parked my spaceship. It’s a bit tricky, you see, because it’s cloaked. And I’ve forgotten where I left the remote.

Chapter 1: The Early Years

I was born on a particularly sunny day in 1971, or was it a stormy night? The details are a bit fuzzy, probably due to the time travel incident that happened when I was three. My childhood was filled with extraordinary events, like the time I won the intergalactic spelling bee with the word “pseudopseudohypoparathyroidism.” It was a proud moment, dwarfed only by my invention of invisible ink visible only to people who don’t want to read what I write.

Chapter 2: Education and Career

I studied at the esteemed University of Atlantis (Go Mermaids!), majoring in Underwater Basket Weaving with a minor in Telepathic Interpretive Dance. Post-graduation, I embarked on a career as a professional unicorn trainer, moonlighting as a freelance dragon beautician. I’ve won several awards for my innovative use of glitter.

Chapter 3: Achievements and Inventions

Among my notable achievements, I pioneered the first-ever invisible book club, where we discuss books no one has read about subjects that don’t exist. I also invented a solar-powered flashlight and a waterproof teabag. Both are pending patent approval, delayed due to the time-space continuum bureaucracy.

Chapter 4: Hobbies and Interests

In my free time, I enjoy cloud sculpting using only my mind, teaching synchronized swimming to goldfish, and collecting rare, invisible art pieces. I’m also an avid player of extreme hide-and-seek, currently undefeated (mainly because I’m still hiding and they haven’t found me yet).

Chapter 5: Future Plans

Looking to the future, I plan to open a school for aspiring superheroes, offering courses in cape design, monologue writing, and proper villain etiquette. Additionally, I’m working on a top-secret project involving flying pigs and their potential for renewable energy.

Epilogue: Contact Information

If you need to contact me, simply whisper your message to the nearest butterfly or leave a note under your pillow for the Tooth Fairy. They know how to reach me. Alternatively, imagine a message really hard; I might pick it up telepathically between my unicorn training sessions.