What’s a dating or relationship “rule” you think is BS?
I don’t know, I really got lucky. My wife and I don’t have any sort of hard and fast rules. Actually, this just came up: A friend of mine was dating a guy who is very generous—sort of overly so—but she wasn’t feeling it. She didn’t want to hurt his feelings because he’s so nice, but I [told her], “You can hurt someone’s feelings.” You know, being brutally honest is better than being sweetly dishonest.
That’s good advice. OK, fill in the blank: “I love when my wife…”
Oh man, there are so many things. I’m like, how much do I want to give away? Well, I’ll say a couple: I love when my wife encourages me to go out and do my thing with my guy friends. And then a slightly more intimate thing is that I love when my wife initiates, you know, intimate times.
You have a full day to binge-watch whatever you want: What do you pick?
I’m really looking forward to the next season of Mindhunter, so I’m definitely going to be binge-watching that. I love anything dark. I’m fascinated by serial killers and con men and things like that. That’s what the show really gets into—what goes on between the ears of a serial killer. I think that’s really cool.
What’s the sexiest thing about yourself?
My wife says it’s my sense of humor. I like that it’s something sort of intangible, which, to me, is always the sexiest thing about someone else too.
What’s the biggest romantic fail you’ve experienced?
My wife and I were in Mexico for a wedding for one of her best friends. We were not yet married—so, you know, the notion of marriage was certainly looming. My wife ended up having to go to the hospital with horrible food poisoning. At one point in the hospital, I had to help her poop in a cup, and I think we’d only been together for, like, eight months or something like that. In that moment, I was like, “Wow, I think I’m going to marry this girl.” So, not the most romantic weekend, but…
Oh my God. I hope she’s fine with you telling this story?
Oh yeah. We laugh about this quite a bit.
That’s true love.
True love. That’s how I knew.
Hard to move on from that, but let’s try. What’s the weirdest thing you do in your alone time?