drawing, singing/playing music, painting, writing, and I have a general interest in your momma
I'd like to meet:
hosiers, no-goodnicks, my parallel universe twin, Mr. T, your mom, Kevin's mom, Kevin's maker, etc. Eventually I will meet Viggo Mortensen and we will move to Switzerland. We will then become friends with the local squirrel and duck population and live amongst them in minimalist clothing. After that, I will start a band called the Toe Jockeys and we will sing songs about toe jam. I will then enjoy a brief, yet hearty period of binge drinking, cocaine injection, and get involved in the asian prostitution ring, at which point I will find Jesus (through acid hallucination) and spend the rest of my life talking about that instead of getting a job. The point, my friends, is that my hands are huge and can touch anything but themselves.
Music:
Beck, Radiohead, CCR, Violent Femmes, Bad Religion, Dead Kennedys, the Cure, Beatles, Tribe Called Quest, Sublime, and last but not least; your mom.
Movies:
The Burbs (alltime favorite for some reason), Brain Candy, both Ace Venturas, Garden State, Debbie Does Your Mom, all 3 Scary Movies, Star Wars (4, 5 and 6- an unenthusiastic meh to the prequils), Lord of the Rings, Lexx, Trainspotting, I'll think of more later- or not.
Television:
Simpsons, Scrubs, Futurama, Venture Bros., Harvey Birdman, Sealab 2021, Duckman, and things other than cartoons that I won't mention. okay, Grey's Anatomy (give it a chance, damn it), House (I know; a lot of medical shows- sorry. God, get off my back about it), Lexx, Kids in the Hall, Zena, X-Files- okay, gonna stop now cause I look like a total nerd.
Books:
I dress myself, therefor I don't need to read. I also sleep nude in an oxygen tent which I believe gives me sexual powers.
Heroes:
Captain Underpants