hamburger eating contests. making waves and dodging bullets. storms. burning candles in the daytime.
fellow seekers of freedom from the rat race, and those committed to finding enjoyment everywhere. intentional manifesters, boaters, smilers. courageous counterparts. people living the life they have always dreamed of. singers, lovers, and those with well groomed hands and feet. creative souls who are not afraid of being excellent. others who understand and live by the philosophy that only love can conquer hate. someone who does not have a key to my house, embracers of the detour, and the hopeful.
yeah. definitely. all the time, and mostly loud - especially in the car. please have some creativity, and PLEASE make me feel something, for goodness sake.
barton fink, american movie, borat, akira kurosawa's dreams, stealing heaven, life is beautiful, mamet. documentaries if i am interested in the topic. no chick flicks or shoot-em-up war movies, please. no futuristic crap.
anything incidentally-happened-upon that catches my short attention span and can hold it for a few. i never plan my life around the TV. and absolutely no news.
the encyclopedia. and the big book. and detective novels. and plays. and your diary.
anybody who sticks to their word, and can be honest without fear of being disliked. those who have the strength to search within for the meaning. and my awesome son, dolan - my true hero, and stunning spiritual example.