AC/DG, rollerskating, squirrels, robots, whales, cliffs to watch whales on, kitties without tails, baby owls and ones made out of paper bags, fake fireplaces, my neighborhood, the roost, ye rustic and the shack, crafts, thrift shops, nights in local hotels, boys from Texas who are prize-winning spellers, stripper heels, found objects, rocks, rolls, love letters, used books, kites, dinosaurs, bugs, my bike, hiking, live music, dancing, DJs, board games, deja vu, kung fu, cross-country road trips, Italian (language, food, cities, beaches), my glasses, swimming/floating, chocolate covered pretzels and burlesque...
Burt Reynolds. Have you seen his red tinted glasses? Amazing.
Mel contends that most of what I like falls into two catagories: music with people who scream (Blood Brothers, Ima Robot, X-Ray Spex) and hip-hop/soul. "And some hippy shit mixed in." That's a direct quote. Fair enough. But he forgot to mention that I also like any song that makes me do the chicken dance. It should also be noted that I hate British rappers because they make my ears choke.
Kung fu, porn, skate videos and the educational videos from the 50's they have at Central Library.
R.I.P. Hal Fishman. He was the best thing on the L.A. news.If I had cable, I would watch that new show on the Discovery Channel about people who do whale autopsies and collect owl vomit.
The Great Gatsby, On The Road, The Strange Case of the Walking Corpse, Stiff, Joseph Mitchell, Neil Postman, Augusten Burroughs, Joan Didion, George Orwell, Hunter S. Thompson, essays, anything endorsed by Nerve.com, beatnik manifestos, old journals/letters, Found magazine
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