My job makes it so that I live and die by social media. Without my smartphone, I am useless. And when I'm off work, I can usually be found living vicariously through my consoles. I'll command zombie armies to commence Operation Z-Day. Or rock out like it's 1999 with plastic.

Besides video games, I have an obsessive love for food. I can cross utensils with the best of them as a remorseless, hungry omnivore set on consuming the tastiest damn thing on Earth. Is that a taco truck I see? You bet I'll be trying those tacos al pastor or maybe de lengua. Yeah, tongue. ♥♥♥♥ it! Or a side of lightly seared foie gras with candied figs because it's buttery goodness. Those overstuffed geese died for something, and I'll honor their deaths by eating their fatty livers. From street food to Michelin-starred holy grails, I'll eat it. And take pictures as evidence. Because that's how I roll.

I absolutely love to geek out with communities of nerdgasmic doom. Just don't get too close to my awesomeness. I might melt your face. Fact.