Movies by Cameron Crowe, Books by Neil Gaiman, Music by Mike Doughty and slightly obscure Canadian acts, Sushi by anyone with fish, a knife and a knack for that sort of thing
I'd like to meet:
I'd like to have dinner or drinks with the following people:
Cameron Crowe, Neil Gaiman, the Weitz Brothers, Jim Carrey, Adam Sandler, Sascha Baron Cohen, Simon Pegg, Bono, Mike Doughty (if only they were alive Rod Serling and Douglas Adams)
In Terms of Friends -- smart, funny, direct, sensible, supportive, open, honest, loving, creative, outgoing, engaging people... everyone else can f off
Music:
my name to you is just another word
All'alba vincerò!
I come recommended by 4 out of 5, I'm a factor in the whole plan
all the geeks that I meet, they all look cooler than me
your ugly talents should be locked away
butter on a summer's day when she's around
but I like it much better going down on you
welcome to the cheap seats
I am very down to earth and all the things I've mentioned
when I was born, they looked at me and said, "what a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy"
is it because I lied when I was seventeen
it's not like you killed someone
nobody loves no one
I think I don't really know my heart as you whisper, "me too"
Movies:
I am looking for a dare to be great situation.
My dad left home when I was eight. You know what he said to me? Have fun, stay single. I was eight.
They make you feel cool. And hey. I met you. You are not cool.
Worse things happen at sea, you know?
No! You can't just do that! You can't stand in a hole with your arse hanging out and yell Hello Darlin'. Its not fair!
You know what they say. "If at first you don't succeed..." "Pull your foreskin over your heed."
I must restrain my farts and do something altogether more productive.
I love you, too! I've never been in love with anybody before, either! It's great! I'm glad! But the timing stinks.
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Dear God, whose name I do not know - thank you for my life. I forgot how BIG... thank you. Thank you for my life.
Well, I know better than to argue romance with a French woman.
Well, your mum rang about you going around tomorrow night, and then Liz rang about the two of you eating out tonight, and then your mum rang back to see if I wanted to eat her out tonight.
Television:
let he who is w/o sin, kick the first ass...
You don't have a house of any sort, you don't even have a pup tent. You've got trip sevens, and I have a straight. I want you to trust me right now. I want you to say to yourself, yeah, I've dated a string of jerks in my life, they were stupid, they were mean to me, but maybe this one's different. Maybe I should take a chance and not adopt the break-up-with-him-before-he-breaks-my-heart strategy. I want you to remember that when I started liking you, I didn't stop liking tennis. And I want you to know that I don' t think there's a woman in the world that you need to be threatened by, no matter how glamorous you think she is. But mostly, I want you to trust me, just once, when I tell you, you have three sevens, and I have a straight.
Do you know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I beat you with until you remember I'm in charge.
Yes, I was, uh... I was thinking about ordering the tape, the videotape... about the college girls and the... the wild... the wildness. They're going wild or something? Somebody told me... about going wild.
With men and women, does you think that men should marry only one woman? Does you believe in mahogany?
You're scared of mice and spiders, but oh-so-much greater is your fear that one day the two species will cross-breed to form an all-powerful race of mice-spiders who will immobilize human beings in giant webs in order to steal cheese.
Books:
American Gods, Neverwhere, The Great Gatsby, Catch-22, How to Talk Dirty and Influence People, The Twilight Zone Companion
