My friends would describe me as incredibly loyal to three things: my loved ones, my teams, and my Chinese delivery place.
I smile when I see my friends and family, when I'm about to walk into a ballpark, and when the Spazmatics take the stage.
I'm proudest of the fact that I came to L.A. 11 years ago to be a writer and am still chasing it. I'm proud to have been a three time best man (for three different grooms) and to be on a first name basis with a surfing dog.
Philosophically, Crash Davis was right about most things. These would include the value of good scotch, the small of a woman's back, and the unconstitutionality of artificial turf. He was wrong about Lee Harvey Oswald acting alone.
I'm looking for someone who appreciates both a night in and a night out. Should be bold and willing to travel to exotic locales like Vegas, Miami, and Burbank. Smiles and laughs frequently. Will speak up both when I've done something stupid and when I've done something stupendous. Should be nice to dogs. All the above are negotiable, but the dog thing is a deal breaker.
