I'm a broadcast reporter slash online media maven by trade -- and yeah, it says that on my business cards (OK, not really. But it ought to.). I'm also a twentysomething Chicouverealer (the unofficial Chi/Vancouver/Montreal demonym, FYI), a Northwestern grad with a penchant for talking to strangers, digital banter, and making myriad, often gratuitous lists. Sociable to a fault, I have the tendency to dance solo in public places, use puns in everyday conversation and believe that I can flirt airplanes off the ground (I've come thisclose, too.). I'm also armed with a bevy of anomalous skills: an uncanny, borderline Nash-style memory for numbers though I seldom work with them (I'm a writer, yo.), a particular dining savvy but an incompetent cook, a lexical expert who sometimes forgets terms like "produce" (which leads friends to point out another oxymoron: that I'm the dumbest smart person they know). I am passionate about people who are passionate about love, life and learning, and admittedly I'm a little crazy, but I think all the best kinds of people are. And while I'm virtually a walking heart – someone who isn't afraid to expose my neuroses and vulnerability and blindly trust people – I’ve been told I can be a tad intimidating. I dig the paradox.