Writing, American silent cinema of the 1920s, silent film stars, cats, houses that predate the 1930s, mysticism, real magic - not the phony, new agey junk, astral travel, creating websites, and the stock market. My favorite artist of all time is Rene Magritte. I'm also into fitness, but the cool stuff like dancing of any sort (including belly dancing), yoga, Pilates, and hiking around in nature. Not the yucky, annoying stuff like kickboxing, bootcamp and sports. I loathe sports with a passion. If religion is the opiate of the masses, sports is its crack cocaine.
Nobody, really. I just want you to read my writing.
Very loud, abrasive rock 'n' roll, but not always. For bands, I'll just mention my essentials: Motorhead, Nirvana, OK Go, Queens of the Stone Age, Cheap Trick, Sticky Fingers/ Exile on Main St.-era Stones, the Sex Pistols, the Nymphs, Therapy?, Tad, Rhino Bucket, Pantera, Voivod, Iggy Pop, and Andy Prieboy (dammit, man, get back to making records!!!!)
Anything by Buster Keaton, Harold Lloyd, Laurel and Hardy or Charley Chase. Also anything starring Clara Bow or Mabel Normand. And the highly-charismatic but oddly underrated Rudolph Valentino (he really did have as much talent as he did looks, you know). Pre-code pictures are pretty cool too. I'm mostly NOT interested in films made after 1939. Current films? A few... pretty much anything starring Johnny Depp, not because of his looks (which are admittedly yummy) but because of his careful choice of roles (plus he apparently loves Buster Keaton as much as I do). And that's really about it.
I rarely watch it and at the moment we don't have ours hooked up. But when it is, I generally just stick to Turner Classic Movies' Silent Sundays.
Carlos Castaneda, early 1900s and mid-century authors such as James Joyce, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Ernest Hemingway, W. Somerset Maugham (The Razor's Edge defined my teen years), J. D. Salinger (Franny and Zooey, not Catcher in the Rye). Oh yeah, and Ken Kesey's One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. I'm afraid my taste in authors is as dated as my taste in films. Speaking of which, I also love biographies and autobiographies of old-time movie stars. And just to let you know, Hollywood Babylon is crap and full of lies. If you want to know the truth about those people, ask me.
The Dalai Lama and Barak Obama.