dancing, pioneering, maps, southern brooklyn, travelling within and without of the city, fig newtons, pot brownies, 1940's swim costumes, unabashed performances of the karaoke nature and beyond. also that neat thing that happens to the white wall tiles in the subway station when they are hit by the train light. (for those not dwelling in nyc: akin to that neat thing that happens to telephone wires on a country road at night when a car advances towards you before the crest of a hill.)
currently, little edie beale. i am obsessed. and also: does anyone know where to find a monocle stockpile?
all pj harvey, pixies, radiohead, air, dylan, zepplin, and patti smith. all beck minus his last two. forever changes (r.i.p. arthur lee). the first garbage album and badmotorfinger. boards of canada, johnny cash, grandaddy, joanna newsom, young marble giants, raveonettes, QSA with oliveri, tv on the radio, shocking blue, captain beefheart, isomer, ozzy and randy, ozzy and sabbath, stooges, mc5, and while i'm on my high horse: george michael rocks harder than most people give him credit for. (and any world music mix that nick schiarizzi makes.)
the shining, big lebowski, office space, fight club, blow up, donnie darko, spinal tap, grey gardens.
buffy, freaks and geeks, my so-called life, pete & pete, curb your enthusiasm, twin peaks, the twilight zone.
stranger in a strange land, siddartha, cosmicomics, anything by george saunders/roald dahl/david sedaris... electric kool-aid acid test, please kill me, lolita, sirens of titan, bridge to terabithia, the awakening.
aforementioned edie.