I am artsy, but not fartsy. High school friends remember me as clever, considerate, witty and obnoxious. I matured and left the obnoxious behind. Years ago, a girlfriend told her mom that my greatest trait was my generosity of spirit. I try to live up to it. I'm often the first to help out and quick to forgive. Perhaps too nurturing for a straight guy, I'm convinced of my own coolness, despite evidence to the contrary. Known as a snappy dresser, I've been a litigator, teacher, real estate developer, management consultant, race car driver, product designer, visual artist, vegetarian, dog owner, and Abba. I remain many of those things. Strangers frequently ask if I am a comedian. I'm still not. That was a frequent inquiry in grade school as well.
I'm a fan of good grammar. I am always impressed when people properly use "media" as plural, though I rarely remember to do so myself. I can name the nine justices, the eight reindeer, and the seven dwarfs. Everyone forgets Bashful.
Being Jewish is a strong part of my identity. It permeates all facets of my life. I began my art career making ketubot, and I love the history, art, and romance of each one. As a college student, a poster of Ze'ev Jabotinsky hung in my room. I told my roommate that he was the Jewish Malcolm X. I'm conflicted as to whether I'd emulate a Jewish MLK. Could that be Rabbi Akiva? I'll have to ponder it.
I've got all my hair and more than 2 neckties. Pretty slick, for DC. No?
I love to play Scramble w/friends on the iPad. If you consistently beat me at it, then you may be the one.