He's highly intelligent, extremely open-minded, has a damned-near photographic memory, and a twisted sense of humor. As if that wasn't enough, he has magical hands that he loves to employ giving massage. The only problem is, he gets so blissed out giving massage that he loses track of time. One doesn't truly know heaven until you've received one of his 3 hour massages. His healing intuition can be eerily accurate, and his reflexology is first rate.

He's loyal almost to a fault. He's saved me from potential disaster far too many times to count. David is a friend of the highest order. Seriously. I mean - he's helped me move.