I will celebrate just about anything. I don't need an excuse, although if prompted, I can easily come up with one.
As a cultural mutt, I enjoy nothing more than being ethnically ambiguous and observing with utmost devious delight (accompanied by an evil smirk) those who attempt to label me.
Ask me where I am from and you may get different answers depending on who's asking. I have three citizenships melanged with some German, Polish, Peruvian and Belgian blood, a dash of Jewish guilt and a jigger of Catholic original sin that screws me up beyond Freudian proportions — something my therapist's pocketbook enjoys very much. I am also vegan, gay and a somewhat afflicted classical musician. I sell stuff too.