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My self-summary
Self advertisement, now in bullet point form:

- I'm another Brooklyn writer. Yeah, I know, you're shocked. It's like meeting actors in LA. But yeah, I make scribbles. I haven't seemed to find a form yet. Last year it was a couple plays. This year it's been my third attempt at a novel. (I just finished the rough draft and I don't hate it, which is saying something.) Next year will be trying to get this novel thing to make sense, and then working on a episodic radio play with some other writers. So at least I'm keeping it varied.

- I have a job where I make expensive cool things go expensive cool places. At allows me to afford such extravagances as rent and hot water...and occasionally the Brisco County, Jr. DVD set. I've got to go watch that.

- I have a banjo, and I'm trying to learn, but right now I probably sound like Holmes playing the violin.

- My cat's name is Cyrus, because he can dig it.

- I can cook, but what I make might kill you. Not in the innappropriately sliced a blowfish way, more in that my kind of mac and cheese involves five different kinds of cheese, bacon, and ground unicorn horn. You know if it's available.

- I own multiple seasons of Gilmore Girls and Rescue Me. I think they balance each other out.

- I'm a Mets fan. This is my way of saying I'm comfortable with crying.

- No one believes I have a tattoo. Let alone two.

- The hard cider I make for winter parties will destroy you.

- If you get me drunk enough I can do one handed push ups switching hands. Immediately afterwards I'll hyperventilate switching lungs.

- Barbarella scared me as a child, so now I have an approximation of the movie poster for Barbarella 2 in my living room. Take that how you will.

- For a few years I did a thing where I wasn't sitting down, and I tried to be funny. I was occasionally successful.

- I don't like bragging, or selling myself much. Which is my reseme reads simply: "I'm allright, I guess. Would you like an Altoid?"

- Everyone likes Altoids.

- I have, categorically, the worst spelling of all former English Majors alive or ded.

I am odd, loquacious, and probably smirking
I’m really good at
crossing the street in ways that manage not to injure me, but really really should.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Novels: Daughter of Smoke and Bone, How to Talk Dirty and Influence People, Danny the Champion of the World, Is Sex Necessary? Or Why You Feel The Way You Do, Good Omens, Dubliners, A Visit From the Goon Squad, Pride and Prejudice...and Zombies, Cat's Cradle, Anything by Sherman Alexie, Anything by Kelly Link,

Plays: Who's Afraid of Virgina Woolf, FM, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, Rhinoceros, True West, Pillowman

TV Shows: Currently - Jane the Virgin, Orphan Black, Black Mirror, Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, iZombie (Mostly for the sweet VM flashbacks)
Hopping off the DVD Shelf with a quickness: Veronica Mars, Battlestar, Buffy, Spaced, and Titus.

Movies: It Follows, Let the Right One In, Brick, Aristocrats, Secretary, Waking Ned Divine, Good Night and Good Luck, Thank You for Smoking, Indy, V for Vendetta, and when I'm drunk, Reefer Madness the Musical.

Podcasts: Slate Political Gabfest, How Did This Get Made, Nightvale, Stuff You Should Know, Smartest Man in the World, Savage Lovecast, and Thrilling Adventure Hour. (Which I can't believe is ending, that hurts my soul.)

Music: Pentatonix, Lindsey Stirling, A.C. Newman, Muse, Go! Team, Le Tigre, Frightened Rabbit, Cloud Cult, Dirty Projectors, Me First and the Gimme Gimmes.
Six things I could never do without
My leatherman, my notebook, my podcasts, my friends, definitely my bartender friends, and my, my metrocard.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
- Either whatever the horrific event to befall the Mets, or that unassisted triple play a few seasons ago against the Phillies. I don't want to, but I do.

- How that fifty year old Italian guy ended up wearing a My Chemical Romance t-shirt.

- Whatever quandary has come up on the latest podcast I listened to, like, why are so many people actively angry if someone has vocal fry?
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I'm weirdly addicted to the Sing Off. I usually try and stay away from reality TV, but I can't help myself. I dare you to look up Pentatonix on youtube. Try and resist! And if that isn't enough for you, I know all the words to A Brand New Day from Dr. Horrible...yeah, that should do it.
You should message me if
you'd like a good ramble.
The two of us