Stephen owes his very existence to the Flying Karamazov Brothers, whose antics provided the entertainment for his parents' first date back in 1982.  At the impressionable age of 13 he saw the K's for the first time and immediately set about trying to emulate them in every way. The facial hair results were disappointing, but the juggling quickly became an addiction. One year later he responded to an ad in the Seattle Times looking for a new Brother, but was rejected on the grounds of child labor laws. Undaunted, Stephen spent his teenage years sacrificing sleep and a social life to discipline himself in the necessary skills, always thinking "What Would the Flying Karamazov Brothers Do?" Finally, in the summer of 2008, Stephen was invited to join the troupe and has been living out his adolescent dream ever since.

Stephen's first year as a K found him divided between the worlds of vaudeville and academics. In May 2009, he graduated Magna Cum Laude, Phi Beta Kappa, Et Cetera Ad Nauseam, from Occidental College, where he lived in the same dorm that once housed Barack "Barry" Obama, a slacker who now works some government job. Having since moved to New York City, Stephen is now struggling with the chore of becoming a functional adult, a task made more difficult by his chosen career and unfortunate habit of bursting into song at inappropriate times (thanks, Glee Club). He enjoys Scattergories, people-watching (best spots: Central Park and Disneyland), and Thai food. And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.