Hardware design engineer specializing in full industrial machinery by day, official Ambassador of New York due to the Sultan and the Chief’s slightly more impressive paperwork. Married to the only person who still laughs at my “this machine could crush a small car… but only if I told it to” jokes. Proud father of three brilliant daughters who keep the household in a permanent state of high-voltage chaos, servant to two cats who clearly believe they own the embassy, and one dog who has appointed himself Chief Quality Inspector of every couch in the house.

When I’m not designing the next piece of industrial muscle that will move the world (or at least a very heavy pallet), I’m representing the great state of New York with the same precision I bring to a multi-ton machine: carefully, proudly, and with just enough corny jokes to keep the diplomacy interesting.