Bear trap juggling. Four-square hustling. Books. Music. Video Games. Writing, but not very well. Humor. Staying awake. Going to sleep after staying awake. Wasting time.
My anti-matter self. Then we could shake hands and explode.
Lots. Lots and lots and lots. But of course, everyone says that, and immediately turns the radio station when they hear something they don't like. Which, incidentally, is quite often. But I do like lots, as relative and meaningless a term as that is. Even stuff with accordions in it. Don't know about the zither, though. Jury's still out on that one.
Odd. Funny. Odd/funny or funny/odd. A good drama, maybe, if I'm in the mood. It is difficult to say what in particular I do or do not like. Try this example:High Fidelity is extremely over-rated. Best John Cusack movie? Better Off Dead.Or, alternately:The Coen Brothers are excellent. The Farrelly Brothers are mediocre at best. The Wachowski Brothers have jumped the shark.
Sucks for the most part. Conan and Jon rule the late evenings, The Office and sometimes still the Simpsons earlier. If it's British, it stands a better chance. Especially if it features either Ricky Gervais or Dylan Moran or is set aboard a gigantic red spaceship.
See: Movies. Same rule applies, only with authors and books. Satire is a pretty good bet, though.
People without names who do good things. Or sandwiches. Or people who do good things namelessly and then eat a sandwich.