friends and acquaintances have described as formidable yet goofy. however, i like to think of myself as that old groucho marx joke: "i wouldn't belong to any club that will have me as a member."
been in new york for four years--and just made the move to Brooklyn--yet have maintained that Chicago/Midwest sensibility.
when i'm not bopping along the city streets, journalizing or tutoring kids once a week, i'm playing soccer, climbing at Brooklyn boulders. skiing (if it's a snowy winter), hiking or at some music venue.
my perfect summer day involves a baseball game and a beer (and possibly a hammock and a book). (it is also my goal to visit every major league stadium in the country. i'm a little more than one-third of the way through.)
during a recent van ride from the Colorado mountains to Denver, my driver was saying that life is about generating stories. so i guess i'm looking for a partner in crime who will join me in story generation.