Cameron Rogers started a business in fourth grade writing illustrated novels for classmates. They cost three dollars.

He's been an itinerant theatre student, a stage director, a stand-up comic, nightclub doorman, video game motion capture model for an elf who needed food badly and had a question mark instead of a photo in his high school yearbook. He spent three months cutting up vegetables in a stainless steel room beneath a shopping mall with a defecting Soviet weightlifter, and almost got suckered into working in, what turned out to be, a Yakuza-run all-gay bowling alley in Kyoto. His last Real Job was with the Crime Management Unit of the Queensland Police Service.

All of which serves only to prove that he can't hold down a job.