How about we… Drink bourbon on a hot summer night on my back patio overlooking the Silverlake hills to slow sultry blues, talk, laugh, and dance close till the wee hours.
How about we… turn off the computer and meet up for scintillating conversation over an intoxicating libation?
How about we… Have a drink? Have some food? Gaze longingly into each other's plates?
An awesome place I've visited:
The depths, the heights
My perfect Sunday:
The movie I've watched the most times:
Tie between "The Muppets take Manhattan" and "Boogie Nights"
My life history in 5 sentences or fewer:
Born, now living. Supremely enjoyable, much fun and possess limber eyebrows. Creative, prone to musical outbursts with or without your consent.
My first concert / My dream concert:
First concert: J Geils Band 1981
Obscure knowledge I possess:
15 percent of Americans secretly bite their toes. Yikes.
I have a weakness for guys/girls who:
Girls who can sing
For me, a first date no-no is:
Throwing up. Pretty much gonna kill it for me
What I would bring to show and tell:
My spleen. Pretty sure it'd freak everybody out.
A story you should remind me to tell you on our first date:
About the time I...
I secretly want to be:
Alex Trebec. Or Fabio. Or Frankenstein.
I want to be with someone who wants to be:
An infatuation of mine:
Not really infatuated with anything. OK, maybe good teeth.
If I won the lottery and quit my job, I would:
Start my own lottery
One thing my mother would want you to know about me:
I want to come home to:
My house neither on fire nor underwater