To be slightly more serious, I'd like to be able to control and manipulate the air molecules around me. I could make them into a bulletproof forcefield, or a high pressure invisible blast. I'd also be able to ride the currents and fly, and hover at any height I wish. I'd have to be on drugs first, though, as I'm quite astonishingly acrophobic.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'