Ryan Damron is a self-described Jack of all trades (which is odd for a guy named Ryan).

He has a simple confidence about himself. He knows he can do things simply "because"; call it je ne sais quoi, the intangible, the "it" factor -- whatever it is, dude's got it.

His latest full-time gig as a motorcycle tech is a great example. He doesn't ride. He has no particular love or passion for hogs. He certainly doesn't know the zen or the art of any other form of how to repair them. So what kind of freaky Jedi mind trick did he use to get these guys to hire him?

"They said they were willing to train," he says. "I know if someone else can do something, I can do it. I just have to put my mind to it."

Like when he picked up rugby at Bowling Green University -- never played before, but that didn't stop him from donating his first pint of blood to the field and replacing it with beer just a few hours later. That's the way it's played, mate.

He's also gets a kick out of martial arts. He's involved with a reality show in development where the concept is to take a beginner and train him or her into a blackbelt in just six weeks. In a recent training session he got in a skirmish with a cement floor that left him with a separated shoulder. But that hasn't slowed him too much. And he knows next time he'll find the floor's weak spot before attacking. That's a good grasshopper.