About the Author:
I grew up in Boston, and have traveled quite a bit—two continents to go, lots of middle ground to cover. I’ve never lived abroad, but am definitely not opposed. Argentina and Chile are next on my to-go list.
I enjoy quirky and local, but acknowledge that for me there is a tipping-point on the quirk spectrum where I panic. Face-to-face conversation is a favorite pastime; I could live without the phone-to-ear version.
My friends with real artistic talent tell me I’m more skilled than most, which I’m certain is their diplomatic way of encouraging me to keep my day job. My shrimp scampi is a fail-safe crowd-pleaser and I work hard to expand my recipe repertoire.
I enjoy two poets, one of whom goes along with a great travel story, while the other serves a sentimental role. The rest should suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.
I’m a lifelong Democrat who spent his college career working on being tolerant to others’ socio-political and world views. While I wouldn’t give up those friends who are not like-minded, I’m not sure I need any new ones.
I have and use my library card. It’s orange.
I give money to public radio which makes me a nice guy. I can’t think of empirical evidence supporting my active status as a fun guy.
Addressing my intellect and management thereof feels narcissistic. (See what I did there? Ha.)
Ease-putting is not my forte; I enjoy a good debate. I probably don’t smile often enough, but when I do, I give it my all.
I subscribe to the Globe, mostly out of principle, try to get through the New Yorker cover-to-cover, and spend an inordinate amount of time at nytimes.com.
My coffee of choice is Peet’s french roast, hot and black. I don’t speak cross-word puzzle and think Will Shortz has a personal vendetta against me. Sudoku is more my speed. On a related note, David Sedaris’ “Solution to Saturday’s Puzzle” is one of my favorite stories.
My grammatical knowledge base is strong, but I enjoy breaking the rules. Management speak is brutal. Adverbs are my pet peeve.
All the material on this site is mine. Don’t steal it.
About the Blog:
Thoughts on politics, business, art and other pleasant distractions, or, more likely, whatever is holding my attention at the time form(s) RandomAntonym[dot]com, my distraction of the day/week/month.
Also: food—stuff that’s in it, where to buy that stuff, how to put that stuff together so it’s delicious, and places where they do that for you—in Boston.
Oh, and occasional stories and thoughts on my personal life. Reader be warned: I never let the truth get in the way of a good story.
If you like, visit me at PauvrePoete and follow @PauvrePoete for weekly very occasional original verse.
