*I'm 31 years old from the Pittsburgh area

*I've spent time living in Canton & Cleveland, Ohio as well as St. Petersburg, Florida, and as a baby lived in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina

*My father used to work for a lighting company that lent him and their equipment out to movies, commercials, sporting events, etc. I went with him a few times and found myself on the set of Nikelodeons 'Blues Clues', on court at the 2001 NCAA Final Four in Minneapolis, and on the field for the AFC Championship game in Pittsburgh in January '02. The latter being something I'll cherish always, as an avid, lifelong fan of the NFL and the Steelers.

*While at the final four, I had no FBI Clearance, so Lenny Mancini (CBS' lighting director) gave me a fake name and credentials, I was temporary known as Thomas Baxter. A guard actually had me pegged for a fraud on day one and stared at me every time I passed him. Finally he stopped me and asked for my ID, I lied and said it was at my hotel. He made me escort him to the lighting department where Lenny said "yeah, thats little Tommy" in his thick, almost Mafia thug sounding, New York accent.

*I did so well working for free, that when it came time for that AFC game in Pittsburgh, Lenny requested I come with my Dad again. This time he paid me. I received an actual CBS paycheck for like 660 bucks for like 2 days of "work." Had I been more mature, I would have kept that check and framed it. I don't know anyone else that ever received a payment from a major television network.

*I'm an old soul. My favorite music is Johnny Cash, Waylon Jennings, Elvis and Sinatra.

*I'm a collector. For some reason, I collect books and movies. Most of which I have yet to read or watch. Also, most of which appear on bargain shelves or bins as I refuse to pay full price for anything. I think I got that from my late grandmother. That woman knew how to stretch a buck.

*I come from a large, split family. I have 2 brothers and four sisters. 13 nieces and nephews. My youngest nephew is also my Godson and its a role I cherish. I love my little brother and my nephew.

*My mother was a drunk when I was growing up, so from the ages of 13 to about 17, I became both a mother and a father to two of my younger sisters. It forced me to grow up fast. To this day, I have no idea what "fun" really is and as a result, became kind of an introvert with only one real and true friend that I ever attempt to hang out with.

*I've had people I know that have said wise ass comments (usually harmless joking of a sexual nature) towards my little sisters that I raised, and I do take exception to it. I've slammed people against the wall on more than one occasion over it, because they're more like daughters rather than sisters. Both of them call me "Brubby" and wish me happy fathers day every year.

*I have a Chihuahua/Jack Russel mix that I stole off a friend because they suck at raising dogs and I'm a dog lover. He's named Napoleon Bonabark (he has small dog syndrome, once caused a neighbors Rottweilier to cowar and cry in the corner which made me sad) but he won't answer to that so I call him Buddy. I credit him for saving me from myself after my shitty break up the year before I got him. He's the sweetest dog in the world that craves being held and rubbed. He's become more like my child than a dog. People laugh about that, but I don't care. He also once humped a puppy. That was hilarious.

There's more, but I shall stop there. Madness and whatnot.