Breaking my computer.
Fixing my computer.
Repeat ad nauseum.
Inventing a bunch of
idiotic voices
to either entertain
or irritate
friends, family, and coworkers.
If I had a way to insert
a sound clip right here,
I would do it,
so I could annoy you, too.
Making up names for bands:
"Cyclops Dreaming". "Voodoo Poodles". "Drainmonsters". "The Botch".
Hiking around in the wilderness hoping to find
a pond/stream/rivulet/puddle
with interesting critters
crawling/swimming/floating sideways in it/them.
Learning how to ski.
Presently perfecting:
Advanced Learning How to Get Up From Falling Down 202
and Digging Self Out of Snowbanks 101.
Writing.
Making people laugh, usually at my own expense.
Restoring ancient photographs to make them look new.
Doing the opposite with new photographs to make them look old.
Getting back in touch with long-lost friends.
And I do mean long.
Breathing.
Bummer. The people I think I'd most like to meet are already dead. Meaning I'd have to learn how to summon departed spirits, or die and chat with them on the other side, or lower my standards and aspire to meet someone who's not dead. Or I could say "bone it" and tell you I've already met the people I've most wanted to meet.
(Clears throat) Ahem. So, have you got like, a decade or so to kill? Because that's how long it would take to cover my musical preferences. Yeah, I didn't think so. In spite of all that, I usually leave the radio set to one station (KINK FM) and am pretty content with that.
Numerous. I like weird, thought-provoking stuff. But honestly, I have something like 95 DVDs I still haven't watched yet. So maybe I'll answer this question in, say, 20 DVDs or so.
Discovery Channel, The Learning Channel, MTV (when I feel like getting pissed off) and some morning programs I'm too ashamed to name.
Books about dead celebrities.
Books about live, weird celebrities.
Books about made-up diseases
(no, really, there is one, and I have it!)
Matt Groening's Hell books.
Calvin and Hobbes.
Field guides to wild flowers, critters and birds.
Anything with disgusting pictures.
Trashy tabloids, when I have to sit in a doctor's waiting room.
Way better than those extra-large print Readers Digest buggers.
Let me get back to you on this one, because the vote's not in.