Came down to Philadelphia from Boston about a year ago. Used to be in a Neurosurgery lab at Harvard studying Huntingtons Disease, but the boss man left to take over the department at UPMC (and forsook my Patriots to go take care of the Rapist... Lame!). Figured I could use a change of scenery, but had no intention of moving out to Pittsburgh. Instead, I came to the other side of PA to take some classes at Penn and involve myself in some Clinical Research, now at CHOP improving concussion treatments for kids... I am also very sarcastic. Henceforth, please take the remainder of this profile with a grain of salt, but hopefully it will make you smile. To be honest, this is how I am in real life- I am a jokester or whatever.

Pediatric and adolescent neurophysiatry (helping kids rehabilitate following a traumatic brain injury)... Well that's the end game anyway. For now, I just kick bullies in the shins, hunt African warlords through the jungle, rescue damsels in distress, and generally turn the day on with my smile!

Everything... I'm like Superman, Donald Draper, and Moses all rolled up into one, then kissed by the Creator!

[Note: I'm reading this like 6 months down the line at this point... Please know that I am NOT this narcissistic, but c'mon, that's too funny to delete!]

That I'm awesome- duh!

Books: Cat's Cradle (and pretty much anything written by Kurt Vonnegut), Be Here Now, The Alchemist, The Way of the Peaceful Warrior...

Movies: Shottas, Rockers, Wonderland, Scarface, The Usual Suspects, LA Confidential, Rounders, Resevoir Dogs, Jackie Brown, Inside Man, Thank You For Smoking, Igby Goes Down, Outside Providence, Chasing Amy, Anchorman, The City of God, Pan's Labyrinth...

Music: Reggae and Phish mainly [don't hate!], but I dig most artists who've got genuine talent!

Food: Ital is Vital.

Music, PubMed, friends, family, pixie dust and fairy tales.

The meaning of it all... And where the heck the idea for a lollipop came from. Seriously, who thought up the idea of liquifying and flavoring sugar, then hardening it around a stick? Did he or she die from diabetes or what?

Sewing seed and chaffing wheat. Or just lynching dirty hippies. Whichever.

Nothing. By definition it's private, as in not to be admitted on an online profile, right? Why you gotta be all up in my business like that already anyways? Sheesh! Nosy people... ;-P

You don't suck.