York the Kiwi is nice. Quiet. Straightforward. Seemed on first meeting to be good friend material at least.  We were in a board game bar in SE London, playing Betrayal at the House on the Hill along with 4 others I had just met at this gaming meetup. One of the players was stuck in......

So, Ian. Ian, Ian, Ian. Ian, who I met in New York last January through mutual friends. Ian, who was a Caltech physics major like me, now working for hedge funds. Ian, who most recently moved to my sweet home Chicago. Ian, who was set up with me on a blind date back in January,......

Sometimes I think I’m pretty clever. But from the second Quinn opened his mouth, I couldn’t for the life of me place his accent. Italian? “Nope.” Ah I know, it’s Argentinian! “Nope.” Ok, say something in Spanish. “Hola.” Oh you’re Spanish! The charming, quirky voice was an exact replica of Enigo Montoya (Mandy Patinkin!) from......