I once tripped on a rat while running and generally try to avoid such activities, but am otherwise up for about anything, not excluding cycling, cheering for the Cubs (which is starting to feel like cheering for our local Triple-A ballclub, the Red Sox), wandering aimlessly through the Whole Foods prepared food section, petting whatever dog will be my new BFF in the Common and trying to sell my Killers floor two tickets so I can replace them with a little something in floor one...and hence see all my dreams come true.
Growing up in the Midwest made me charitable and friendly and full of fun, fun, fun, so some humor about that and a nostalgia (secret or otherwise), for the golden days of our halcyon youth is, you know, not unattractive. Fear not, grad school in the UK taught me some cultured things like how-to-fake-a-really-awful-British-accent-after-a-night-out and oh-look-it's-ok-not-to-love-corn-all-THAT-much.
Some things I do love, other than corn, include but are not limited to: NPR, that Elbow song 'One Day Like This' and the corresponding BBC video, my family (obvi), modern art, Richie's Italian ice (TM), jasmine tea, snow days, snow cones, snow pants, fleece pants, talking about where to book my next flight and then probably not booking it (right now, Iceland is winning. Or maybe Croatia. Or...), Patagonia gear, a good typeface, free shipping and 'Ferris Bueller's Day Off.'
Some things I do not love: assembling Ikea furniture.
Thoughts/comments/concerns?
