The statement that I am Christian Finnegan's friend is accurate.
We used to work together at the literary agency. One day he told me: "I will be a star of comedy."
I considered him to be a pitiable deluded person. He was on the fast-track to assistant literary agenting!
If he wanted, he could literally make THOUSANDS of dollars a year, plus enjoy access to all the steno pads and Star Trek anthologies and Uncle John's Bathroom Readers he could want (the agency was the first place I encountered this important resource).
But he could not be swayed. He chose his own path, and where did it lead him? Mere success.
I think the lesson of this story is obvious.
That is all.