Nice guy seeks nice girl for movies, hand holding, general excitement and thrilling moments. Gentleman likes to eat food and very frequently will pick up the tab, because that's the type of guy he is. Woman should be unpretentious, empathetic, beautiful in a natural way, and smiley. She can leave her hat on.

I'm a professional trumpet player. I work mostly in theatre pits. Played on Wicked, The Producers, The Color Purple, Mary Poppins and others. Currently playing South Pacific. I'm proud of the work I do. I started training 26 years ago and now I do what I love in one of the best cities in the world. I make my living solely from performance.

I also serve on the Board of Directors of the Chicago Federation of Musicians, our union here in Chicago. I couldn't be more proud of that.

Making a trumpet sing. Listening. Smelling lilacs. Poker. Long distance driving. Stovetop cookery.

That I'm warm and honest.

I definitely like books and TV but I don't find that to be a very interesting part of profiles. I'll be glad to give you the list if you'd like. Or you can buy me a beer and I'll run it down. It is kind of fun to talk about in person.

I enjoy cooking for myself and others. I'll cook dinner for you anytime. I predict you'll enjoy it thoroughly. I also really enjoy quiet restaurants and slow dinners with drinks. I like it when you put on that one dress and we go out.

Music. I've been listening to and buying records my whole life. Lots of styles. Listening brings me a lot of joy. Because of my work schedule I don't get out to hear performances as often as I'd like, but I always pick a few. I especially like to go hear the Chicago Symphony every once in a while. Or catch a friend playing at Andy's or The Green Mill.

Friends are the only things that I couldn't do without. And the gym has been really helpful. Also, Tiger Balm.

How I would terraform a new planet. What the hell I'm doing and why. What I might like for lunch tomorrow. What would be a fair trade in value for my time machine. That physicist Sir Roger Penrose calculated the “odds of the special low entropy condition having arisen sheerly by chance in the absence of any constraining principle” being “at least as small as about one part in 10^10^123 in order for the universe to exist.” The golden ratio. Boobs. Forget all that other stuff. Just boobs.

Taking a shower, putting on my blacks and heading to work.

I once nearly started a forest fire. The moral of that story: Even gasoline won't make a wet log burn.

You're looking for a kind, attentive companion. You want to be somebody's sweetheart. Or if you have a spaceship you'd like to trade for my time machine. Even money.