Recovering addict (a relapse is planned, at least) to nearly all things with two wheels, motorized and the non-motorized variety. In a nutshell, motorcycles make me happy. I'm habitually broke due to a club racing habit. Specifically, a crashing habit. A good quote about racing is, "Racing makes heroin addiction seem like a mild craving for something salty."
I also really like to read bad movie reviews, actually this goes for most any review in general, as long as the reviewer hates what they are reviewing. I dont know what it is but I can't get enough of it. Yelp is way good for this, who knew the internet would continue to innovate in distraction and time-wasting? I'm fascinated with the recent explosion in "Themed casual-dining restaurants". It's not that I want to eat there, but I just have to know about them. How many ways can you serve fajitas, anyhow? Ad copy on the back of any ostentatiously "gourmet" potato-chip bag is fun to read.
If there is any life lesson I'd like to pass on to people, it would be that, no, you don't have to get a shot of Jaeger every time you go to the bar, just because you "really want to party". You might try to get out of a moving cab at some point, or something equally smart.
Coffee always, but not as much as Fritch, that's just obscene.
