First, the boring, but (so I'm told) necessary, data: I am gainfully employed, ivy-league educated with no debt, excellent credit and money in the bank. I am living independently, I take care of myself and dress reasonably well, and I have a history of stable relationships without drama. Blah, Blah Blah ... By day (and often by night too), I'm a medical resident in West Philly. My life is closer to Scrubs than Grey's Anatomy, and that's not just because I have been oft-compared to Zach Braff (which is not too far off, although my hair isn't as dynamic and I don't whine). When I'm not living out that sitcom, I'm busy being a very active godfather for two amazing girls (ages 3 and 7) ... I also am pretty successful in getting out of the country for at least a month every year (so far more than 30 countries and counting), which affords me great perspective and even better stories -- for example, a Saudi prince once initially described me as "a blonde Keanu Reeves" ... basically, people notice whatever they want, regardless of how far-fetched, and I seldom mind -- I'm pretty easy going.
