-I can't whistle, blow bubbles with bubble gum, or roll my r’s. Speaking Spanish can be challenging for me.
- I’m afraid of snakes.
-My sister calls me Bucko. I’m not sure why. It’s not my name.
And then there are the posted pictures. I recently received some constructive feedback about them:
My friends Tricia and Sue: "What's with you and the cat? You don't even have a cat! I think it's weird that you have a cat picture on your profile!"
Tricia: "Why did you frame a picture of yourself in an oval?" Is it sepia toned?"
Tricia's friend: "Yeah, and you should also get rid of the cat picture."
Okay, I'll work on getting some new pictures...
Now that that’s out of the way, here is more information about me:
I moved to San Francisco from Philadelphia in the summer of 2009 after finishing my medical training in Philadelphia. I moved here because I have family here (my sister, brother-in-law, and niece), and because I REALLY like the area! I missed seeing sunsets when I lived in Philly.
I can't say enough about this area! One weekend, I'm on this incredible hike above the fog line and watching reflections of pink and orange off the cottonball-like clouds from the sunset. The next weekend, I'm roaming around North Beach, China Town, and Jackson Square, on a city-wide evening treasure hunt with an amazing Chinese New Year Parade and coursing through fascinated crowds. This city just has a mystique to it.
I've got my career. I've worked hard to get to this point, and I think I lucked out too. I'm making some good friends in my new city. Ultimately, I'm looking for a partner now with whom to share adventures and perhaps even stand in line with to get ice cream at Bi Rite!
I spend a couple of hours a week painting, while listening to music and sometimes wondering how that time can flash by so quickly.
I can draw a map of the U.S. on a napkin just like Senator Al Franken.
Things I'm not so good at:
Blowing bubbles with bubble gum.
I can't roll my r's :(
The Master and Margarita - the devil visits early Communist-era Moscow. Full of allegory and even a talking cat with an edge about him!
All The King's Men (the best prose I have ever read)
Music: It's very hard for me to narrow down this category. My ipod is pretty diverse.
Food: I can't bring myself to eat a runny egg yolk. Besides that, I'm not that picky. I like Indian food a lot. When I visit Texas, I cannot resist good BBQ.
Petting the occasional outgoing cat.