Almost everything. That is to say, if someone grants me immortality one of these days, I'll not be getting bored so long as there's someone I haven't met, someplace I haven't been, something I haven't tried, or don't understand.
I have yet to be convinced that Golf, Downhill Skiing, Hip-Hop, New Country, Kayaking in New Jersey, Rock Climbing in Florida, Dining Out in Kansas, and the existence of the City of Los Angeles are worth my time/effort.
You, If we have time. There are roughly 6 Billion people in line ahead of you, so please be patient.
If you travel, move towards the front of the line. If you hike, camp, kayak, or climb, move a little closer. If you fight, fuck, and fart without apologizing, if you create, recreate, or destroy with an eye to materials/space for new creation, move on up. If your life is a passionate process with periods of pacific expansion, the coffee is hot, let's have a cup.
Writers who know what a time signature is, can stray beyond E and A Minor, have a sense of form which is not limited to AB AB C AB, and learn something about poetry before tackling lyrics.
All that said, if you want to know anything about Blue Oyster Cult, I'm the guy to ask.
If it stimulates thought but refrains from telling me what to think, I'll probably like it. Or if it's got zombies and lots of things blowing up.
My TV is my slave, it watches me.
Almost all of them. I'll take Classic Lit. for 800, Alex.
Those who make the impossible possible, even if they fail. There's a statue of Joan D'Arc in the Musee D'Orsay I need to go profess my undying love to.