I live my life with passion, and joy, and rage.  I love musical theatre and traditional folk/ethnic music, and I'm never happier than when I'm making music or dancing to it.  My favorite movies when I was a kid were The Last Unicorn and the Cocteau Beauty and the Beast.  When I was four, I asked my mother "Why can't you be more like Mama Rose?", and she's still impressed that I recognized Peggy Lee's voice on the radio when I was a barely a toddler.  I read the New York Times every day in elementary school (during recess, sitting on the jungle gym), but I can no longer afford to have the paper delivered go me.  I tried to direct a production of A Chorus Line when I was ten - that didn't go too well.  I'm slightly manic and too often depressive.  I'm an actor, a writer, a dancer, a puppeteer, a philosopher, a Tischie, a drop-out, an activist, a talker, a listener, a crazy-maker, a god, an agnostic, a Jew, fiercely independent, a wannabe housewife, a country bumpkin, a native New Yorker, the coolest kid in town, a dweeb, and the future president of the United States...depending on the day.  I go to extremes with impossible dreams, baby.  What can I say?  I've noticed that my favorite stories are about roadtrips. I love nothing more than driving upstate for a weekend of sleazebag motels, drive-in-movies, vulgar food, and the ashram outside of Woodstock. I will never stop loving Disney World; the nighttime fireworks show at Epcot gets me every time. My sister is the coolest person I know; we love pirates and Total Eclipse of the Heart. My right thumb is allergic to egg salad. I considered dipping it in mayonnaise to learn whether it's the mayo or the egg that's causing me trouble, but then I thought better of it.  My adjectives of choice are "ridiculous" and "delightful".

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