I've had almost a month off from work after a multi-month binge. I would go to German for two or three weeks, then come home and head straight to a client's house from the airport. Then I'd work eight or nine days straight before heading back to LAX to repeat the cycle. That went on for about four months.

But now I'm home, rested, and ready to...start working again! Which I'm doing next week, and all is right in the world. Or at least, all is normal. But at least I won't have to cross the ocean again for a while. As far as I know.

Wait - I'm supposed to be telling you about myself, aren't I? To hell with that. I expect you've read plenty of profiles, and a lot of them sound like a broken record. (Except, of course, that there's no actual sound...I'm being metaphorical, after all.) "I love to travel. I believe in balance. I'm looking for adventure. I'm as comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt as I am in a suit. Yada, yada, bullshit, bullshit." I don't think you can really learn much of value from someone's vague description of him or herself.

You can learn quite a lot about who someone really is when they're drunk. Or on really good meds.

I suppose I should say something about myself, just a formality. Let's see...I'm a "nice guy." I'm slow to anger. I'm very musical and creative, but most of my life revolves around computers. I use both sides of my brain. I love the rain, so long as I can watch and listen to it from a warm, dry place. Unless it's summer, in which case I prefer a cool, dry place. I love my Mom and my sisters. My Dad was my best friend. My friends are exceptional human beings, and I wish we all had more time to spend with each other. And that we all lived in the same city. That's probably enough for now. Should I go back and edit? I suppose not. Accept my flaws. I have them, like everyone else.

Happy hunting, people!

Everything I possibly can in the hours available to me, which surprisingly never seems to be as much as I'd like to do.

Evading loaded questions.

Everything.

What do you want me to be really good at? It shall be arranged.

I look MUCH younger than I am. It's a blessing and a curse.

Nelson DeMille, Douglas Adams, Robert Heinlen, any way-too-long fantasy series. Steven Spielberg, Rob Reiner, Aaron Sorkin, Joss Whedon, Pixar, Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers, "Wicked", "Guys and Dolls", "Little Shop of Horrors". Any music but death metal, gangsta rap and hard core country. Food: Italian, Chinese, Japanese/Shushi, BBQ. Nothing beats a good pizza. New York or Chicago - equal opportunity eater here.

Juicy things
Music
Laughter
Movies
Pizza
My piano (she's 7', 950 lbs of shiny black goodness)

How to accomplish my goals / achieve my dreams. And what I'm going to have for dinner. And that really great routine from "So You Think You Can Dance." War. Peace. Whether I'll ever read "War and Peace."

Rescuing old ladies from muggers. Baking cookies for old ladies that I've recently rescued from muggers. Buying ingredients to bake cookies for old ladies I recently rescued from muggers. It's an endless cycle. We've all been there.

I'm not. Never publish private information on the Internet. Hasn't anyone taught you that?

You're as beautiful inside as you are outside.
Your smile is used freely and often.
You already have a life, but you want to enhance it.