New Yorker by birth, Philadelphian since 2002. Not sure there's anyone in the world I wouldn't be interested in talking to at least once. If it involves exploring or spending time near water, all the better.

Dancing. Lifeguarding. Human rights organizing.

Listening, asking questions, getting people to do things that need to be done, catching nuance, traveling, trying new things.

My dimples? The guy at the cart on 16th Street where I used to buy breakfast called them my "holes," but I knew what he meant because he pointed to his cheek when he said it.

Reggae, reggaeton, old soul, country, hip-hop, classic rock, pre-1970s folk, good pop, opera, bhangra, gospel... When I like a song, I can listen to it over and over for days.

The books I think of as my favorites are still ones I first read as a young person: The Catcher in the Rye, The Great Gatsby, East of Eden. More recently: Capital Volume 1, The People's Remedy, Networks and Netwars. And when nothing else can keep my interest, Agatha Christie or David Sedaris.

The Wire, Twin Peaks, Andy Rooney's segments on 60 Minutes (RIP), and that Revenge show on ABC. I also enjoy dance performances and Bruce Springsteen concerts at Giants Stadium where he can stop singing because there are 100,000 other people there who know all the words.

And food? Love it! All kinds. As long as it's good. Bad food offends me almost as much as weak coffee.

Interesting conversation
The ocean
Other people
Music
A clear view of the sky
Work that means something

What makes people who they are. Where words come from. How to have as much fun as possible.

Really really glad that it's Friday night.

There's not much I'm not willing to admit.

I used to be a travel writer, and you might think -- as I once did -- that that'd be an ideal job. But not so much.

You are honest, like to think and laugh, and are up for spontaneous road trips and/or late-night dinner plans.