I see a world that's endless shades of gray, but I try to live the black and white and Technicolor.
I'm a sports dilettante. This summer, it was volleyball on the sand courts in Tribeca. Last spring, it was water polo and squash. Next up, I think, will be a triathlon.
I'm from the sort of secular Jewish family where my parents would be more alarmed if I brought home an orthodox Jewish woman than a typical Christian. Unsurprisingly, I'm agnostic. I think that the golden rule is a formidable tool for inspiring moral behavior, because it gets us empathizing with the objects of our actions. I can imagine myself one day attending a Reconstructionist synagogue or a Unitarian Universalist church. But I think it's more likely that the only time I'll spend in houses of worship will be for weddings and funerals -- because I'm busy and generally diffident and I feel more spiritual on a mountaintop.
Speaking of mountaintops: My favorite thing to do with my clothes on is probably snowboarding and skiing. There's action, natural beauty, good conversation. My first job out of school was in New Hampshire and I absolutely loved the fact that at 11 a.m. on a Sunday you could decide to spend the afternoon skiing.
I'm pretty much from the school of thought that thinks a perfect relationship would involve an opposite-sex, grown-up version of one of my college suitemates. I've got a friend where every year he and his now-wife take a three-week vacation somewhere like Mozambique or Colombia. They've been together for nine years already and this spring and summer he was really, really excited looking forward to the trip they were taking this August. I envy that guy.
I've tried in the past to change geographies every couple years. One day, I'd also like to have a more permanent home somewhere like Prospect Heights that's near green space and filled with thoughtful self-righteous types.