I'm a film editor who has bounced between New York and Los Angles. And if you have to ask, I much prefer the one where you don't ever have to drive a car ever. Ever.

There's a decent chance you've heard my voice on the TV box.

A couple things I've noticed about YOU: You've all been to Coachella, youve dressed up as David Bowie for at least one Halloween, you think the fake moustache pictures are really cute even though I'm apparently so old I have NO CLUE what that whole thing's about, and I'm pretty sure not nearly as many of you are bi sexual as you claim to be. Also, an awful lot of you have "Taco" in your username. You're either aware of the double entondre or you're not. I'm not sure which is worse.

No seriously, someone explain the moustache thing to me.

I make pretty pictures that talk. It's way less exciting than it sounds. Currently I am working on the homework assignment this site has given me to make my profile 500 words long. That last sentence gave me 20 more words. You can see where I'm going with this.

Snide cultural commentary. I can solve a Rubik's Cube in under 2 minutes. I don't feel like it's that impressive until I can get it to 60 seconds...then I'm pretty sure I can make a living on bar bets. I'm very punctual. To a fault.

I used to have something in this section about alcohol tolerance but a few people decided to challenge me on that one and it ended up in some really weird first dates.

Things I'm not good at: Drawing anything, watching awards shows, putting the laundry away in an even slightly reasonable amount of time.

A flagrantly offensive sense of humor, probably. You'd have to ask "people" I guess.

I resisted the urge to make stupid lists here for a long time, but then I realized that I pretty frequently look at stupid lists in other people's profiles as if it gives me some sort of insight into their personality...So I guess you could say this is me selling out.

Books: Any and all Vonnegut (repeatedly), McCarthy, Twain, Hemingway, Palahniuk, Hunter Thompson...I like stories and avoid the deluge of self-important "memoir" novels that have been the standard of the last decade. And I try to work in a decent amount of non-fiction - been reading a lot of really dense stuff about the technological singularity lately so don't be surprised if I bore you with that over drinks sometime...

Movies: Terrence Malick, Terry Gilliam, Errol Morris, Herzog, Scorsese, Hitchcock, blah blah blah...this one seems silly because I was raised on Indiana Jones and Star Wars but I went to film school so I'm just as happy when a new X-Men movie comes out as I am discussing Truffaut.

Music: Rolling Stones, Sam Cooke, Otis Redding, Jesus & Mary Chain, Primal Scream, BRMC, The Raveonettes, Brian Jonestown, Black Keys, The Band, Dr. Dog, The Cult, T Rex, Iggy, Morrissey, The Clash. I could keep going but I'm pretty sure you get the point.

TV: For the last month or so I have been watching episodes of Oz on my iPad in bed before going to sleep every night. I'm not sure why I'm doing that to myself but it makes for some REALLY weird dreams. I wish Justified was my dad. Not Timothy Olyphant in Justified, but the actual show.

And I'm adding another category that not nearly enough people bother with - Comedians: Louis CK, Lenny Bruce, George Carlin, Nick Kroll, Paul F Thompkins, Patton Oswalt, Zach Galifianakis, Eugene Mirman, David Cross...so many more.

Despite my best efforts I really don't care all that much about food. That is not to say I don't enjoy very good food, because I very much do. But a long time ago someone I respected said to me "Food should either be the greatest thing you've ever tasted, or it should make you not hungry anymore." So I cook a lot but pretty simply.

That really was exactly as painful as I thought it would be.

You know. Stuff.

I had green tea and Jameson listed 1 and 2 on here for a while, but a doctor told me I should stop drinking so much of both of them. For completely opposite reasons.

The death of intellectualism and straight-to-DVD anthropomorphic dog movies...Karate Dog, anyone? Seriously, the dog does karate. Amazing.

No. Just...no.

I have slept with the same night light since I was literally 1 day old. At one point it was a gorgeous porcelain siamese cat sculpture. By now it is basically a light bulb on a string. Serves the same purpose.

Why do I feel the need to change this part so often? I suppose you should feel free to do whatever you'd like. People tend to either really like me or really not, so a bit of a gambling streak might help. I could also really use someone to help me clean up my back yard for BBQ season.

I will add this: If you're using this as a way to get over your recent breakup or because you just like having other people buy you drinks, please move along.