Watching. Listening. Observing. Participating sometimes. But only AFTER I've watched, listened, and observed. And it's something I can live with. Prefer if its something I can also be proud of. Shopping, Kuk Sool Won (Korean martial art), all animals, gardening, meeting new people. Spiritual concepts and vastly different opinions.
Anyone that doesnt have their head too far up their own, or someone else's, ASS. No judgemental, materialistic, shallow, backstabbing gossipers, stalkers, snobs, liars, cheats or thieves. I've met my quota of those for this lifetime. Basically, anyone honest, kind, REAL. Who isn't part of the "herd". Those that not only dare to be different, but are glad that they are. ....People who dare to color outside of the lines....
Everything that isn't mariache. Or polka. As open as I try to be to all expressions of self thru the art of music, I've just NEVER gotten the feel (or the stomach) for either one. I love everything from Kid Rock to '60's Motown. From Robert Cray, Stevie Ray Vaughan & B.B. King to Chopin, to Disturbed, to Easy-E. And anything in between. Main radio listening would be a toss-up between KROQ and 100.3 The Beat.
Blazing Saddles, Young Frankenstein (Basically, good ol' Mel when he was still FUNNY), There's Something About Mary. The Green Mile, Dial "M" For Murder, damned near any suspense, It's A Wonderful Life. OK, tell me to stop now...
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Tuesdays with Morrie, Where the Sidewalk Ends, Conversatons with God, anything by Dean Koontz.
My daughter. Hey- cut me some slack- she would be your hero too, if you knew her....