I like: Ice cream. Crime. Electric scooter. Grocery cart. Stealing second base. Buying up flash. Sashaying down mountains in outrageous, brightly colored second-hand ski gear. Sitting in fishing boats, early in the morning during winter when it's 20 degrees and the wind makes it feel like -5..... for money. Holding on tightly to meaningless trends such as; pleated pants, tight dark socks, hot foam matresses, blown out tennis shoes, pizza box art and small dogs (till they squeal my name.) I also like building indestuctable figurines out of cyanocyclidate foam. Watching my room-mate brew beer. Bargalounging till the day I die. I don't like: rednecks, 20ft. long pick-up trucks, leather hats, hungry cats, spurs, retards, six shooters, oil, whiskey and I don't like anything about toby keith.
The young, rich, and in-love. Political adversaries. People who can draw perfect circles on an etch-a-sketch. Blown up dolls. Special people to lie with. Club me over the head and hug me.
Grand Funk Railroad, Black Metal. The Smiths. Laughing Hyenas. Butthole surfers. Psychedelic Furs. Chrome Cranks. Scratch Acid. Lubricated Goat. Ghostland Observatory. The Thrones. The Gun Club. Cosmic Psychos. The Scientists. Big Black. Arcade Fire. No joke. The Wild Things Are. Music with a smile!
Donnie Darko.
The murder channel. Anything documenting beautiful, brown Detroit.
Charles Bukowski. Rock biographies.
eivel kneivel, Freddy Mercury and Emily