I've been to seven Summer Olympics. It's a hobby!
Although it says "self-summary," a female friend of mine who was fixing me up with a friend of hers, composed the following email. Maybe it's best to let it speak -- and, no, I didn't tell her write that last line! Here it is:
"I was just on the phone with my friend who is in Miami at the moment for the Food Fest there--he is a journalist and food writer--google him--he is impressive--just published a history of the Food Network --and I realized--shazam!!- that you are just his type--Now, I am not sure I know your type so I can't say --but he is an old friend, He is in analysis and is very smart. A mover and a shalier. Very cute and charming. Well loved but also a pain in the ass in a good way. He can be told to go to hell and bounces back! Also, very funny. And well connected. From the west coast but lives on the Lower East Side. mid-40s. Wants kids. Jewish! Athletic--skis, yoga etc--and also has run beach houses in the Hamptons forever. A great cook. Very masculine in a certain way as well. I would come home and Bobby Flay would be barbecuing in our backyard. Let's just say that after him, they broke the mold. He is a devoted friend as well and, best of all, I hear he is well-endowed."