Me
Avast and behold my monkey nut, a prized possession from the 2009 Indiana State Fair. PHOTO: AJ Mast
I’m an Indianapolis-based editor who manages Custom Publications for The Indianapolis Star, travels the world with a kick-ass photographer, makes a big 14-minute commute in an orange convertible MINI, needs to read more of everything, is happier now that pre-noon movies are only $5, needs more gifts of boutique root beer and maybe plays in the Columbus City Band only as an excuse to visit my niece every week. I play clarinet and serve as president for said band, so it’s quiet a ruse I’m keeping up just to get down to Franklin to see that precious little biohazard.
Goal achieved: I came in at 1:57 at the 2010 500 Festival Mini-Marathon. I didn’t just break two hours. I killed it. Then couldn’t help but get signed up again.
Philosophy that sees me through: Any beverage tastes better in a coconut. Except milk. Milk in a coconut is silly. And V8 isn’t good in anything.
Say hello to your mother for me,
Leigh
My coconut glass from the 2008 Indiana State Fair had a monkey face. It was, however, made in China.
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