I have a rarely-used Masters in English lit & creative writing and work as the programming director for a non-profit performing arts center, presenting rock, pop, dance, classical, dance, comedy, family, and all things artsy-fartsy, which I need to go see regularly for work. I speak fluent English, present-tense Spanish, inappropriate German, and Italian restaurant. I insist on oxford commas and double space between sentences.
I have a high tolerance for eccentric strangers, homeless people, and modern art. I celebrate sarcasm, look for the joke in everything, go to yoga when I can, meditate when I remember, plan hiking & camping trips, beach often. I’m trying to play soccer, bike, and run more.
When inspired, I’m an amateur cook & lapsed graduate student in nutritional science. I grow herbs & vegetables that my roommates and I forget to eat. I make my own beer (big surprise here), bread, nutmilks (wow, I just typed "nutmilk") and really there's not much I won't juice at this point. I’ve looked into making cheese but that might be taking the whole urban homesteading thing too far. I won't pickle. Sorry. There needs to be some limits.