I am a cartoonist since childhood. I loathe RASPBERRIES. I have a hard time even saying (or typing) the word. I am a lacto-ovo-pescan vegetarian... or to a vegan; a near-meat eater or just a carnivore. I can have that shrimp alfredo if I want! Ha ha. Or that cheese omelet with a bagel and lox. Again, ha ha. I am spiritual but I don't belong to any religion. This is because I paid my dues early in life. I was raised in a fundamental southern Christian dogma. When I became 18, I sent them away. I used to own a restaurant, now I won't cook. Thank goodness for a loving spouse and Lean Cuisine®. I cook a meal maybe twice a year or so. I don't bake. I worked at Out of Town News in Harvard Square for 5 years. I loved that job, I worked hard and outside all year round (not constantly, but I had to dress for it). I cannot abide the reggae song "Buffalo Soldiers" because of the proximity to buskers during that era. I used to 'own' a stool at 33 Dunster (before it became John Harvard House), miss those guys! The Cambridge/West Somerville days were great fun! I am such a frightful gadget geek. I have one friend that is nearly as bad or maybe as bad. Who else would stake out an iPhone in line all night (for the first day of sale) with me? Somehow, my luddite husband still loves me. Of course, without me, who'd wire the house for A/V? I am an amateur photographer without a good dslr, at the moment. See gadget geekery, above, this is hell. [ Well, I hate to say it, but, as god is my witness, they're not going to lick me. I'm going to live through this and when its all over, I'll never be hungry again! (queue the sweeping landscape cherry-picker camera zoom out with the big orchestral theme, and then the Intermission) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rgjHuOnwhFA ] I am the oldest of four sisters. I feel fine. Really.