Proof of my overwhelming intelligence

This is a home video of me as a toddler. Er, named Charlie:
 

Not really. I lied. But she actually does look like me a fair bit and, let's face it, I could have done that as a two-year-old. Definitely. For sure.

I cannot even begin to imagine the amount of time this girl's parents put into helping her memorize all these facts. I mean, clearly she's got a Titanic-sized boatload of brain power to start with, but I don't think she inherently knew that "Ronald Reagan says, 'Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!'" I do hope they have enough money to pay for college, otherwise her brain cells might start randomly colliding and/or combusting out of sheer boredom....

By the power of Ra

Would you like to know how wonderfully unencumbered my life is at the moment? It doesn't matter, I'm sharing anyway:

I spent my morning memorizing the introductory lyrics to Playing With the Big Boys from the Prince of Egypt soundtrack. You know, the lines that consist of nothing more than the names of about a billion if not twenty-one different Egyptians gods. I feel very accomplished.
 

♪ Ra, Mut, Nut, Ptah, Hemsut, Tefnut, Sokar, Selket....