I'm quick-witted, outspoken, playful, clever, apparently intelligent; Mensa, Colloquy, like that; not quite clever enough for the triple 9 societies. Morning pages readily enough dispel the illusion. Or coding. I scanned six years of morning pages into a PDF and fed it to Claude to distill for me; apparently, I have several thoughts per year. Damn, I'd hoped for more. Asking Claude Code to critique my code is, ah, good coaching. Ouch.