G'day. Let me state for the record that although I come from the Land Down Under, I don't bloody listen to Men at Work or eat Vegemite sandwiches -- Men at Work are a bunch of old drongos and Vegemite isn't fit for dodgy dingoes.

I've never wrestled a croc (unless you count my ex Shazza who was a bit of a reptile) and I don't throw shrimp on the barbie (I'm a burger man).

I'm a regular Aussie bloke who just happens to carry around a boomerang (the ladies seem to like it).

I've spent plenty of time trapped in a Sydney high rise tapping away on a keyboard, hiding in my cubicle, watching the clock. Fortunately, Fate intervened and put a bit o' color back in my cheeks. Now I get out and about and enjoy dancing with danger. (And I'm not waltzing with Matilda, just so you don't get the wrong idea.) I travel a fair bit and love adventures, but it gets lonely. Come on, be a mate.

Some of my favorite things include:

Jet, old school AC/DC, Olivia Newton-John and Coldplay (I'm a sucker for the ballads).

Wine, meat pies, American muscle cars, the Wiggles, Scarlett Johansson, Bells Beach, SPF 45.

Apocolypse Now, Mad Max, Sideways, Caddyshack, Grease, Galipoli, Braveheart

Aussie footy (Go Dockers!), Dance Dance Revolution, BMX, World Champion Bommerang

The Collected Works of Banjo Peterson, Catcher in the Rye, The DaVinci Code, Bush Tucker: Recipes for Road Warriors, Maxim (Ok, it's not really a book, but it's a good read, mate)

My dear old dad and James Bond (Yeah, I know he's not real)