I like to watch Saturday morning cartoons, eat waffles, ride snowmobiles, have sex in the back of pickup trucks and laugh out loud in public.
People who know and respect my theme song.
Again, not really into "enjoying" anything.
I'm really not into liking things. I've said I like things, but its pretty much all bullshit. I really feel that "bitter" is a hobby to be pursued like macramé or semaphore. Anywho, I don't know what this has to do about movies, but if your one of those queers looking for a "hot hook-up" to practice your porn face with, MAN, must you have a semi in your pants by now.
I watch shows that make your partner/roommate/whatever hate you. Star Trek: "whatever", CSI, Antiques Roadshow (If you ever learn anything from a PBS show, learn this: Don't fucking clean anything. Take off that patina, and you will loose thousands of dollars. Keep your shit dirty! Oh, and ROWDY, maybe get a little MOODY!) I have a fantasy that I'll be murdered and the CSI investigators will find the motive on my DVR.
Books are poor people's cable TV. If I had to not hate something, it would be self help books. Page after page of optimistic words that challenge you to be a better person. Fucking HIGH-LARRY-OUS!
My hero is the person at Target who gets to put away all of the things that people pick up in one aisle, decide they don't need, and put in another aisle. This poor soul wanders the store looking for tubes of toothpaste in the cat food aisle and finds packages of tube socks next to the soap display. Its a sad, sad life. Let us all take a moment to reflect and promise: "If I pick it up, I will either buy it or I will put it back where it belongs." You know who you are.