A little about me...

I grew up in suburban Philadelphia, where I spent thousands and thousands of hours of my life in these buildings:

                
    My elementary school -- go Rydal Raccoons!                  Looks like a prison, right? Felt like one, too.

To see a picture of me from those days, click here. Or, just picture Cousin It from the Addams Family—now picture him with glasses. And frizzier hair.

Every day, I wished that I would:

1. get a dog
2. get better hair
3. grow up to be a writer who lived in New York and ate pasta for dinner every night

I never got my golden retriever, but the rest of it came true (even the part about the pasta, at least most nights). I think that’s a pretty good track record, as far as wishes go.

Some important stuff happened between then and now:

• I went to college, where I: met a lot of amazing people, majored in the history of science, went to four football games (one each year), roasted mini marshmallows on the tip of a wire hanger, learned to ski (sort of), had a class with Elisabeth Shue, pulled three all-nighters, wrote a thesis about Timothy Leary and LSD, drank a lot of frappes, ate a lot of pizza, and got very little sleep. Sigh. I miss college.

• I edited children’s books. This is why I now know more about DragonBall Z, Pokémon, Scooby-Doo, and BIONICLE than anyone over the age of ten should know. It’s also why I know everything there is to know about the NBA, circa 2002. (And why I love the WNBA, even though I hate sports.) If you happen to have a copy of the NBA All-Star Slam-Dunk Sticker Book, you’ve got me to thank for it.

• I moved to LA. This was a dumb decision. Everyone I know told me that I was not an LA kind of person. I knew I was not an LA kind of person. I moved there anyway. Guess what? Turns out I’m not an LA kind of person. I did, however, learn how to drive on highways. I only went to the beach seven times, which was also kind of dumb. I also made a few good friends, who didn’t mind the fact that I complained all the time. Or, at least, they pretended not to, which was very nice of them because I’m sure I was very annoying. One of them made these very delicious cupcakes with me:

(Yes, these are history of science themed cupcakes. That’s what you do when you’re a history of science grad student. And when you’re kind of geeky, like we were. Um...are.)

LA is now my favorite city to visit, but I’m glad I don’t live there anymore. I missed New York. I missed the bagels and the pizza and the subway and the people and the noise and the restaurants and the Village and the feeling you get when you step out of the subway in Times Square, like you’re at the center of everything. (I did not miss winter, but I guess it’s a small price to pay.)

That’s my life. So far, at least.

Find out more here and here. Click here for some pictures of my embarassing youth.

Want to know even more? Write me at robin@robinwasserman.com!