I was asked to make a bio:

I am working on designing lights for a show called "What the Butler Saw" and they asked me to write a bio. This is what I came up with:

Born in 1894 (1984 for you non-dyslexic people), Dan Sandoval is probably the youngest and least noteworthy member (hehe. member.) of the Butler crew. Classically trained by the hobo down the street, Dan began his lighting career in a small tent in the woods, because he was afraid off the dark. Later on, while in a tree, he decided he was afraid of hights, and made a choice: he would become a lighting designer and climb tall ladders, because it probably pays well (he was wrong, the pay aint that great). Dan has lit over 30 shows, and has not gotten screamed at for doing a crappy job yet. A big fan of musicals and magic, Dan is currently studying something that incorporates them both: photography (it really has nothing to do with any of those, but it flows). With his keen eye (thats his right one) he intends to free the world from the evil clutches of the wolves, whom he was raised by as a child. Am I done yet?

It was rejected because it was too long (there was a 100 word limit to the thing) so I had to rewrite it. When I did, it looked like this:

Classically trained by the hobo down the street, Dan began his lighting career in a small tent in the woods, due to his fear of darkness. Later, while in a tree, he decided he feared hights, and made a choice: he would become a lighting designer and climb tall ladders, because it probably pays well (definately wrong. The pay ain't that great). Dan has lit over 30 shows, and hasn't gotten screamed at for doing a crappy job yet. A fan of musicals and magic, Dan currently studies something completely unrelated: photography. (Disclaimer: no drugs were used while writing this.)

What the hell is my problem?