I was born in a trailer park on South Lyndale Avenue a long time ago, but grew up in Florida, then lived all over before finally marrying a girl from St. Paul without reading the fine print about how that makes you a Minnesotan forever. So here I am. What can I say about myself? I was in the Navy. I am an excellent fly fisherman. I can almost certainly swim faster than you, and I own a bicycle that cost ten times as much as my first car...a Triumph Herald that needed oil every other day but which looked sporty with the top down. I am a writer. I went to journalism school and know how to ask questions and still believe that reporting is a high calling. My career has been an unconventional one. I've worked in the alternative press (with the esteemed Brian Lambert, among others) and in the dreaded mainstream media. I wrote about film for six years and a few people around here still remember me for that. I was a regular feature stringer for the Washington Post for more than a decade. I've interviewed politicians, CEOs, movie stars, athletes, casino executives, other writers, musicians, scientists, and one Playmate of the Month. I have a keen interest in, and am surprisingly knowledgeable about, molecular biology. I'm the author of two books, "A Plague of Frogs" and "Under a Wild Sky." I am currently at work on a new book, this one about Rachel Carson, who, if you're under forty, you will probably have to Google. My wife and I have four children, two in college and two in high school. We live in a remote corner of a remote neighborhood not too far from White Bear Lake, in an area where hay is still cut across the street from us and it gets truly dark at night and sometimes, when the wind is from the west, I can hear cattle mooing. From my home office window I can see five barns and, on a clear day, downtown Minneapolis. It's all good, actually.