I was once kicked out of secret French facility with suspicion of being a spy. I traveled the globe on a motorcycle for a year, having only my tent and the scenery as trusty companions; I came across the most magnificent sights and met with human evil and kindness. In retrospect, I realize that (apart for the presence of bees) I can survive almost anything; but most of all I had the pleasure of enjoying the ride. Literally. I like to swim, though I'm a spectacle in other forms of sports (mostly ball related) as I bear the speed and agility of a dining-table. I like music, especially rock on its many forms. Live concerts are my thing, so I try to attend as many as I financially can. I like to read, so I have a "no TV in the bedroom" rule to help me maintain that ancient practice. I like learning and doing new things, so I got to be an electrician, mechanic, welder and several more. I'm pretty handy and my friends enjoy this feature quite often. I have a great job, which over the years brought me to great places, both physically (NYC for instance) and personally (leading good people). I share it with fine colleagues, and I have nearly endless creative freedom. I love to laugh, I adore wittiness, and the sight of Ryan Stiles and Colin Mochrie can cause me to hyperventilate like a ceiling fan on 3. I have a close set of friends I grew up with, who over the years proven they are priceless; And even so, I have loneliness, which I don't like. but we'll work on it, wont we?