Hey now. I'm 27 about to turn 28, I live in Long Beach now but spent the past 2 years in boring Torrance. Just moved to an awesome complex right by the Pike and every bar in the area and couldn't be happier. My entire family and friend group is way far away. I spent the first 26 years of my life in NJ so I'm a little rough around the edges. But I'm not a douchebag like every guy I meet out here. I came to LA to try to be an actor, just like everyone else. And if you're going to try to impress me by telling me how your cousin's friend went to high school with celebrity A, save it because it won't work. I'm not impressed by anything other than personal character. And 45 second keg stands.

I've been bartending since I was 18 and running around restaraunts since before that, so I know the industry like the back of my hand. I love to cook, go to beer and wine tastings and eat. If the whole acting thing doesn't work out I plan on opening my own restaraunt or getting certified as a sommelier. If I fail at both of those also, I will sell drugs to your children.

I couldn't tell you what makes me unique because I'm not drunk on my own wonderfulness. I also couldn't tell you why I'm following the 4 examples the site gives you in order. I guess I'm different because I'm fun and I don't think I'm better than anyone else. Except Gary Coleman, that dude sucks.

My music tastes are eclectic and I own about 800 CD's. I don't have an Ipod and I am the master at making mix tapes. The constant bands I will always love are: 311, NOFX, Reel Big Fish, Bad Religion, Mad Caddies, Goldfinger, Bob Marley, New Found Glory, Thrice, Jason Mraz, RxBandits, AFI...this list could go on forever.

I play entirely too many video games and read entirely too few books. I have spent entire days watching baseball and I devote Sundays to football. I like having random theme parties for no reason and always coordinate the food and beverages. I am awful at poker, but legendary at fantasy baseball. I don't know how to end this, because I'm dumb and really bad at finishing senten

OK, here's a couple scenarios for a first date.

1) You could paint me nude like Leo did in Titanic.
2) I could show up drunk, vomit on your couch, eat all of your food and order pay per view without asking
3) We could meet up for coffee, have an intellectually stimulating conversation, I'd open doors and bring flowers and be charming. You'd call your mother and tell her that you met the one. Meanwhile, I'd tell all my friends I banged you. Twice.

Seriously, I don't plan things. We'll figure it out.