Superbikes, explosives, theatre, martial arts, computers, network security, english, quantum mechanics, biology, medicine, law, engineering, girls that can hold their liquor.
15 year old pretentious girls that like to think they are "mature for their age, self professed deejays/D-jays/dejays/djs/ (heres a hint junior, owning a turntable and playing records in your moms basement doesnt make you a DJ any more than me wearing panties makes me a victorias secret model), really fucking crappy bands that nobody has ever actually heard, guys that think I might be one of the chicks in my profile pictures that are so pathetically desperate to get laid that they are hitting on myspace girls.
In short, If you are any of the above, please go die in a puddle of your own vomit and stop fucking pestering me.
Industrial, old jazz, electronica, old techno, and pretty much anything other than retarded "gangsta rap" (read as: I'm a black man, setting back civil rights 100 years), and twangy country (not to say Mrs. Twain doesn't have one hell of an ass mind you)
Usual suspects, adaptation, moulin rouge, secretary, Brotherhood of the wolf, Abre los ojos, the great escape, coolhand luke, o brother where art thou, blood the last vampire
If I watch it, probably house, but more often than not I just download whatever I want to watch.
The age of spiritual machines, the three musketeers, the first night, anything by Asimov
And lets not forget the childhood classics:
Daddy drinks because you cry.
You weren't really wanted.
Divorce, and why it's all your fault.
Good kids dont cry when daddy touches them.
Horton hears a "who's yo daddy"
That dude from the old micro machines commercials that talked really fast.Nikola Tesla..