About Sam Mittelsteadt

• I think too much.  I use parentheses too much.
• Apparently I am always smiling, the concept of which bothers me a little.
• I’ve written about everything from a “lucky bust” at a bordello museum to a gay-porn wrap party at a leather bar.
• I know one surefire way to get even the most reticent people to talk.
• I drop words like “reticent” and then regret it.
• I love Jujubes, steak and fountain Pepsi (not all at once).
• I drink cheap vodka at the bar but keep the good stuff unopened in my freezer.
• I have a lot of good underwear that, unfortunately, isn’t being appreciated by spectators the way it should be.
• I’m on the computer too much on weekends.
• I love Target, puns, crossword puzzles and the way someone smells fresh from the shower (!).
• I read my horoscope but don’t plan my life by it.
• I say “su-DOHHHHH-koooh” like a villain in a low-budget Japanese movie would, because it’s fun.
• My friend Kathy calls me an “evil, selfish, lovely person.” And she’s right about everything.