I am a husband, a dad, a friend, a Presbyterian pastor, a comic book reader, and a fan of almost any sport that involves a ball.
 
I am a New Yorker, one of the teeming, type-A masses. Although I also have a soft spot in my heart for the rhythms and people of Atlanta, Georgia; Austin, Texas; and Duluth, Minnesota.
 
I like red wine and dark beer, and am constantly in search of the world’s best pizza. So, yes, I need to lose 40 pounds. I read a lot. My laugh is too loud.
 
I am into reformed theology, parables, psalms and prayers. I am on the lookout for God and good conversation. Let me know whenever you spot them.
 
I have one super power. If I come to see you in the hospital, you WILL get a visit from your physician while I am there. Your doctor will then proceed to describe (in incredible detail) the procedure that has just been done to you. Did I mention that I am squeamish?
 
Actually, if I were a superhero (and who doesn’t like to dream about that?), my archenemy would be a combination of Pat Robertson and Richard Dawkins.  Yep, the thought gives me nightmares, too.