Jack Crane was delivered to his parents by a crane when he was 7 months old. Since then he has made a habit of growing up. He has always been a fan of films, music and above all else, shorts. His love for shorts defies regular human logic to the point where he idolizes regular dudes wearing short-short board shorts. However, this isn’t all there is to Mr. Jack Henry Sefton Crane.

He plays racquetball (not squash, they are different), dances loudly and openly down Montezuma on his way to class, frolics the music bars of San Diego nightly, replaces his iPod with his voice when the battery is low and commonly can be seen eating sushi whilst people watching — not to mention talking about himself in third person.

Oh and he’s Australian. Keen to be my friend now?

Add me on Facebook. You have my full name so there is no excuse. Peace.