You should know that I courtesy flush and that carnivorous vegetation scares me. Dancing with me will change your life. On any given day, the following adjectives always apply to me: kind, generous, creative, dependable, funny, and sweet. I deplore paper cuts, ink stains, all manner of burns, and when moonlit kisses fade in the warmth of the sun. I think sweater vests are cool. I love any narcotic-free activity that keeps the endorphin levels up and the serotonin and norepinephrine levels balanced. Oh, and I firmly believe you can never play a car stereo loud enough . . . Why bother stretching speed limits without a righteous groovy tune blaring to boost the thrill?
In case you were curious, my ethnicity is Filipino meaning my Mom & Dad are from the Philippines. This also means I'm fairly good at math and genetically pre-disposed to having mad karaoke skills. Now, because my parents are extremely intelligent, wise, and daring, they spent much of 1967 legally immigrating to the greatest country the world has ever known. Here, they had and raised me and my sister in Philadelphia, a major U.S. city in the southeastern part of the great state of Pennsylvania -- the "Keystone State." I've spent most of my life in this area and only ever entertained thoughts of moving after graduating from Penn State. Fate + luck however led to a decent career path here and so it is here I stay.
Interestingly, my last name is actually of Spanish/Portugese descent and I'm certain I can trace my roots back to 15th century European expansion into the South Pacific. Yeah, in all likelihood, my branch of the family tree begins with the exploits of a drunken, horny conquistador on a three day pass having his beasty way with a gorgeous, nubile, and mocha-skinned island girl . . . Her tribal chieftain father probably arranged it, having seen fit to trade her virtue away for multi-colored glass beads, gun powder, a bottle of Ketel One, a bag of rock salt, the season one DVD box set of Gossip Girl, and a pack of Marlboro Lights.