Most anything to stave of the inevitable waves of boredome that threaten my existence. Writing, Reading, Music, playing music, playing video games and various other nerd like past times, filling a very specialized niche with my friends, barely escaping my just deserts, and (when desperate) watch Televsion
Ever feel like an extra from a James Bond flick? Perhapse your ego is as big as mine and feel that you've landed an enviable walk on part. Chances are you're a self glorified prat who deserves a smack upside the head and I see no reason why I shouldn't be the one to provide it... in the off chance that you aren't a self glorified prat... well, we can be friends anyways.
Les Claypool, Charles Mingus, Tom Waits, Miles Davis, Audio Slave the GRUNGE ERA SHALL NEVER TRULEY DIE, Leonard Cohen, Tool, Danzig, Car Orloff (the guy who wrote O Fortuna), Beethoven, Handle, Dave Brubeck, Snake River Conspiracy, RISING CONVICTION
tales of Loyalty and Hardship, Brotherhood and Sorrow, legends of a valor that knew no bounds... and something always should blow up somewhere
Television sucks out all that is good and worth while from my soul, and if I spend another fourty bucks a month on top of that I get to watch Boondocks once a week... ROCK!
Books, books...I think I saw abunch o' them there things in some sorta warhouse where my cityboy cousin was gettin' his learnin done. He spoke to me from those things somethin' by somebody with letters for a first name, I dunno what it was but is sure sounded perty.
Meh Pa, Spider Jerusalem, Tom Waits, Michelangelo(the artist, not the turtle), Lex Luthor, Batman, The Fonz, Raphael (the turtle, not the artist)