sewing, makin' a rukus, and adventures in general.
Anyone who enjoys any or all of the following adventures: singing to Rod Stewart like you MEAN it, watching trash TV (mostly Celebreality and E! True Hollywood Stories), exploring the deep dark depths of superiority complexes, dancing dirty south (for real, get on the floor okay), world explorations, neighboorhood explorations, rooftop explorations, bad haircuts, fashion catastrophes, laying pennies on train tracks, taking over America, eating unfamiliar ethnic foods (including and not including the four heavily christmas light lit, adjoined, rude waiter laden, multi-personal and national holiday celebrating, Indian restaurants on 1st avenue), talking to strangers (on streets, trains, and planes, but not buses unless this person has a identity theft problem you should know about), IMPROMPTU DANCE PARTYS, staying up until the rooster crows (and yes, a cock crows in Brooklyn, down the street actually), and all illicit "ladies restroom and/or dresssing room" activities.
Animal Collective, Crystal Castles, the Gossip, Gogol Bordello, Belle and Sebastian, MADONNA, Bonnie Prince Billy, Cat Power, Peaches, Bjork, Le Tigre, Rufus Wainwright, Jeff Buckley, Neutral Milk Hotel, Joanna Newsome, The Pine Hill Haints, Nowhere Squares, Tom Waits, and many more.
Yes, it's true, this is the only movie I like.
I make it myself.
Cometbus, non-fiction, and things with pictures (not comics or cartoons).
The Jesus and Madonna (not Jesus' mom, the other one).