I am a writer, a reader, a photographer, an explorer, and an idiot. Because of these qualities, I like to think I’m important. I’ve worked in Baghdad while a war was waging, in Bahrain while riots were ensuing, and in Saudi Arabia where women don’t exist. I lived in Italy where a simple task takes days, and in Australia, where men wearing pink shirts is the new norm.

While exploring twenty-five countries on five continents, speaking bad Italian, horrible Spanish, and decent Arabic, I’ve befriended Americans, Arabs, Australians, Brazilians, Chileans, Italians, and New Zealanders, all while faithfully remaining the odd one out.

Through four years of craziness, staring death in the face on four occasions, meeting hundreds of beautiful people, and exploring a myriad of new cultures, I now feel arrogant and important enough to commit my overvalued thoughts to fake paper and tell people exactly what to think. The culmination of all this randomness, is Random Rationality: A Rational Guide to an Irrational World.