Dear, Tooth Fairy.

There's been some miscommunication. All my life you've always brought me what I wanted. In the beginning it was quarters and dollar bills. Then there's the time I woke up from a very uncomfortable slumber to find the bicycle I've been dreaming of stuffed under my pillow! I don't know how you did it, but that was awesome! Yeah, you were the best!!

But now I'm finding you've completely missed the ball. As I slept and dreamt of the woman of my dreams, you sneak in under the cover of darkness and slip 10 dollars under my pillow? 10 bucks?? Really? I may have been dreaming of a "10", but this isn't the kind of 10 I had in mind!

As I mentioned before, I'm looking for someone athletic, outgoing, fiesty, smart, smart-ass(y?), and fun. I like a smart debate, philosophising about world changing ideas, bending light with my mind, and other more serious moments of life, but all this needs to be balanced with good times. I have a great sense of humor and if you can find someone that appreciates this horrible character flaw, then keep reading.

But enough about me, let me say more about myself.

Originally from Central America I now make the South Bay my home. Professionally, I'm a supervisor for computer visual FX on feature films. I'm the creative type so I'm also into experimental photography, live music, improv comedy, interesting restaurants/lounges, music (making and listening), and too many more things to list here and now.

So, Mr./Mrs. Tooth Fairy (what are you anyways?), let's give this one more try. If you slip up one more time, I hear the Easter Bunny can lend a paw.

Frank Sinatra would personally serenade us as we dined on a meal cooked by Emeril Lagasse. We would be riding on the backs of bottle nose dolphins as they swim off into the sunset to where rainbows are born. Yes, I know this would be completely impossible because everyone knows Emeril Lagasse would be WAY too busy to cook for us.

or

...we could share a drink and spin stories until the sun comes up.