Carrying on conversations on anything even remotely interesting, consorting with interesting people (and by interesting I don't mean creepy or unsettling), listening to music while driving (the only way to go), finding excuses to drive so I can listen to music, going places I haven't been before, burning brain cells via alcohol, lining the pockets of the RJ Reynolds corporation with my generous monetary contributions in return for their fine nicotine products, and pain (the sort that only a woman or a buzzing needle can give).
Beautiful people. You know who you are. I also need a huge amount of mental stimulation so I don't contract the stupids.
Any music capable of producing an emotional response. Artistic talent comes in all shapes and sizes.
Haven't really watched too many movies lately.
Metalocalypse, The Mighty Boosh.
Oh, no. Not books. News articles. Hundreds of them. Seriously.
My grandparents. Two hillbilly rebels with hearts of gold. I miss the hell out of them.