I can't keep track of all of my alter egos. I know one is an algae farmer somewhere in the Mojave desert. Another one sells toenail clippings on a sidewalk in Cleveland. One of the more successful ones works for Underwriter's Laboratories as an electrocution test dummy. At least three of them are scarecrows in the Antarctic. One used to work in foodservices at PETA before he made the mistake of serving "Baby Seal Surprise."
I'm not in the loop, anymore. A few of them still show up from time to time to see how I'm doing, but they don't stay very long. One of them, an invisible mime, told me that I embarrass them. At least, I think that's what he said. It's hard to tell with invisible mimes.
Oh, he sometimes works as a Jonbouy impersonator, but he's not very good at it.