“A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.”
Eliminating "die gallantly" - because who cares, after that? - leaves 20 items on the list.
Which puts me batting .850 on Heinlein's Human Being scale. Well... let's say .875, with half credit for the sonnet bit. I did write some pretty bad poetry in high school, and Eldest Daughter and I take delight in coming up with parody song lyrics. That has to count for something, I would think.
I will leave it as an exercise to the reader to determine which of the other checkboxes I have yet to tick off.