I'm tired of re-writing, so I'm going stream of consciousness.
Born and raised in Chicago. Moved to LA in 2004, and have been to enough places in this world to know that it doesn't get much better. In the food business. I'll leave it at that because what I do tends to evolve pretty quickly and by the time you read this it might not be true. I hate bad food. It actually angers me. And by that I mean food with no heart.
I'm also not a big fan of punctuation and like to treat it as if I made the rules for it. Smart, funny, honest, intensely loyal- unless you screw me, then you're dead to me, hard working (almost to a fault, but I'm getting better), curious, situationally sensitive, thoughtful, profoundly appreciative of moments of quiet introspection, bad speller, good reader, good brother, interested. I grow a handsome man-beard, and have a proud head of hair (though I usually keep it short).
Greek by nationality. Chicago by ethnicity. I don't think grown men should use emoticons or wear sports jerseys of any kind. I think team hats are acceptable, but only when worn at appropriate times.
I think if you've read and enjoyed any of the following books, we'll likely get along: On The Road, The Sorrows of Young Werther, Death in Venice, Indian Killer, The Tortilla Curtain, Howl, The Road to Los Angeles, Bright Shiny Morning, The Little Engine That Could. I've never read a book written by a woman that's ever made much sense to me. That's either completely normal or really sad, and I hate not knowing which.
I like a lot of things, but have great disdain for the word passion. It's over-used, and I blame Oprah. If you're passionate about puggles, or purses, or Arabian horses- get bent. I think the words genius, brilliant and expert are over-used to the point of meaninglessness. Some cat was interviewing me and asked if I was an expert. I lost it. There are so few experts (or geniuses, or people that are actually brilliant) in the world that to throw it around demeans actual experts and the actual time, effort, and sacrifice they had to spend, give, and endure. It was a short interview. Value my name and my integrity above all else.
Things we should get out of the way now:
1. I'm not a spiritual man. I'm not a religious man. I think it would be great if g(G)od was real. But I ain't buying it.
2. Children. I do not want to have children. Some folks must think I'm lying about not wanting to have children. I am not. I love kids. I can't wait to be the crazy uncle in California. I like teaching kids naughty stuff, getting them all riled up, and....sending them home with their parents.
3. Camping/Snorkeling. No dice. I've camped. Saw a bear. I've snorkeled. Saw a gang of sharks. I'm a city guy. Chicago. LA. I like people and noise and buildings. But I don't think modern people belong there.
4. Everything else is fair game.
Things other people have said to me that ring true almost daily:
1. The best decision you make every day is the one you say no to.
2. Don't waste your time with people that can't make you money. (this has nothing to do with money)
3. Pay your civic rent.
4. 5. Walk in like you own the place and don't let the bastards know your scared.
Smart, sexy, confident, soft, rambunctious, demure, curious, unfettered, heels and flip flops, loyal, allows herself to be treated, and loves to treat. Someone who has read all of this nonsense and thinks that an email (that you normally wouldn't send because it's out of character) might turn into a date, that might turn into another, and another, and might someday turn into the two of us being the cute old people walking down the street who still hold hands after all that time. Buy the ticket, take the ride... as they say... Who was it who said that?
Thanks for reading. I'm Josh.