I first moved to New York in February of 2001; stayed until 2010
then left for a 2 year grad school vacation. Been back since
September.
I am originally from upstate NY, Buffalo to be exact. People from Buffalo are exceedingly optimistic and exceptionally self deprecating. The town has some thick skin. Go Bills!
My nickname during grad school was grandpa. Maybe it was because I didn't know about pandora or spotify or because I actually made phone calls instead of texted... and spelled out you're instead of ur. Maybe I deserved the nickname.
My parents are from Argentina, I'm first generation. My extended family still lives there; steak, wine and soccer, its a pretty amazing place. I was lucky to spend 4 months in Buenos Aires taking classes while in grad school. I'm the youngest of four children. I have a brother and two sisters who no matter what, still treat me like the "little brother." No, I was not spoiled - Yes, I got away with murder.
These days for fun I coach youth league lacrosse (played in college - poorly). Its a good time and I like having something where I can share my experience and help out others. I'm on the Junior Advisory Board of a non-profit that brings the sport to schools and students who haven't played before. It's a great way to stay involved.
I'm an uncle and my niece recently taught me how to "snail" when you bump fists... She's 9 and I've since taught every adult I know. Debbie Harry ("Blondie") saw me in my underwear, in my apartment... Just thought I'd throw that in there.
I still have some of the same friends now that I had in kindergarten, and over the past two years have made friends I'll have forever. I am easily distracted by dogs on the street... I have a touch of self diagnosed ADD as well. I have a bike.
As for what I am looking for; It's pretty much summed up in Bill Withers' "Lovely Day." Take a listen.
Good luck out there, use the buddy system.
I am originally from upstate NY, Buffalo to be exact. People from Buffalo are exceedingly optimistic and exceptionally self deprecating. The town has some thick skin. Go Bills!
My nickname during grad school was grandpa. Maybe it was because I didn't know about pandora or spotify or because I actually made phone calls instead of texted... and spelled out you're instead of ur. Maybe I deserved the nickname.
My parents are from Argentina, I'm first generation. My extended family still lives there; steak, wine and soccer, its a pretty amazing place. I was lucky to spend 4 months in Buenos Aires taking classes while in grad school. I'm the youngest of four children. I have a brother and two sisters who no matter what, still treat me like the "little brother." No, I was not spoiled - Yes, I got away with murder.
These days for fun I coach youth league lacrosse (played in college - poorly). Its a good time and I like having something where I can share my experience and help out others. I'm on the Junior Advisory Board of a non-profit that brings the sport to schools and students who haven't played before. It's a great way to stay involved.
I'm an uncle and my niece recently taught me how to "snail" when you bump fists... She's 9 and I've since taught every adult I know. Debbie Harry ("Blondie") saw me in my underwear, in my apartment... Just thought I'd throw that in there.
I still have some of the same friends now that I had in kindergarten, and over the past two years have made friends I'll have forever. I am easily distracted by dogs on the street... I have a touch of self diagnosed ADD as well. I have a bike.
As for what I am looking for; It's pretty much summed up in Bill Withers' "Lovely Day." Take a listen.
Good luck out there, use the buddy system.
