My name can magically appear on your medical insurance card together with my autograph. I'm a practitioner of the healing arts who grew up in the big apple and still loves apple picking. My cell #'er area code is still 347, although people tend to often mistake it for 911. That's ok, you can reach me either way. I'll be more than happy to do mouth to mouth and chest compressions on you if you happen to be a good looking woman without a pulse. I currently reside not far from the circle, downtown Indy right next to the homeless shelter. I try not to disturb their deep "well earned" slumber as I step over their sleeping bodies in my white coat on my way to the hospital at 4:30 am. Once in a while, though, I hear a scream of terror behind me... holly ghost. I also received a formal complaint the other day from the nearby outside dumpster community that I've disturbed the peace by throwing out my trash at 12 am. Apparently people there were already "inn for the night".
My interests are somewhat atypical for a guy, some people might even accuse me of being a metro-sexual. I'm enjoy kareoke, dancing, history, cinematography, and am not in any way interested in bad beer & spectator sports. Unfortunately, that cuts me out of a fairly significant portion of entertainment here at naptown. I'm also in no way religious, although I do live next to a church. However the courtyard of that church turns into the above mentioned homeless shelter during the hrs that most church going public is asleep. Convenient, isn't it :).