I enjoy breaking glass,
shooting stuff out of tubas, setting things on fire, finding weird objects to wear, EXPLORING STRANGE SMALL TOWNS, making music, developing forgotten rolls of film, taking bad studio portraits at Walmart, Sunday naps to the softserve voice of a golf sportscaster, driving aimlessly by myself at night, drinking with friends, making films, waking up near someone I love (rare), ice cream, warm hugs with soft sweaters, yelling at cows just to get their attention, boobs, blue shirts, and of course... sneaking into hospitals and practicing surgery on old people.
A baked version of the Pillsbury Dough Boy and a talking dog.
I only listen to Ringtones. I listen to them 24 hours a day. I love ringtones. I love them more than my parents.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
The Big Lewbowski
True Stories
Tideland
Barfly
I rent TELEVISION
on DVD
to watch on
my COMPUTER
while I
READ.
"Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass, a wild howling began, which seemed to come from all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night."
My mom, my best friends, and the crazy guy at the end of the bar that knows more than any of us.