|Contributor since:||November 2008|
|Location:||deep in the black heart of suburbia|
I'm a writer. l like rock-climbing, gourmet cooking, and yoga. I speak six languages and have a head full of long, thick, jet black hair. No, wait--hair--yoga--urdu--cooking--rocks--that's all somebody else. I'm just a writer. I've been an editor at Spy, Esquire, Time, and Playboy, and I wrote the novels The Coup and Mr. Stupid Goes to Washington, and otherwise I'm as ordinary as a cheeseburger.
I'm Known For...
My Current Project
I'm writing a feature for Playboy about the 800,000 surveillance cameras in London--whether they work, why they're there, how they make people feel
My Greatest Achievement
Once, when the Final Jeopardy category was `Advertising Icons', I predicted that the answer would be Speedy Alka Seltzer WITHOUT EVEN HEARING THE QUESTION! And it was!
My Biggest Regret
Sorry, I really resist regret
I Truly Respect
Moments I'd Like To Forget
Super Bowl III, when my beloved Baltimore Colts were upset by the Jets
Where I'd Like To Be 10 Years From Now
Writing for a living
My Other Website
What I'm Currently Addicted To...
Paul Krugman's columns
This Is Annoying Me...
My inability to predict the future
This Is Making Me Worry...
That soon there will be a hip hop version of `Brother Can You Spare A Dime?'
This Is Bringing Me Joy...
My daughter is teaching herself to play guitar.
I'm Running From...
This Is Helping Me Create...
This Is Making Me Think - Hard...
This Makes My Teeth Itch
Can't Do Without
Oxygen. I'm just hopeless without it.
The ones in my head.