These are your parents. I was already pregnant when this picture was taken, though I didn't yet know it. If I had, I might've been a little more sober. I was very happy, though, as you can probably tell. We're at Kristen and Sean's post-holiday party, in Sean's mahn-cave (pronounced 'man-cahve'), which is about the hippiest mahn-cahve I've ever seen. Adam's drinking some overpriced, yummy Japanese whiskey. I'm glorying in my freshly done eyebrows. Maya took this picture while standing on a washing machine, some dude visiting from D.C. not-so-subtly admiring her form. It was early January. Outside things were changing, the weather already opening toward spring. The trees knew, even if we did not.
I'm a writer and performer in Berkeley, Calif. I'm married to a big Jew nose and together we have a fantastic little boy, two gorgeous dogs and the afterlife of a beautiful cat. I am represented by Miriam Altshuler of Miriam Altshuler Literary Agency. Life is good!