Drunken psuedo-tapdancing has always been a favorite, closely followed by the fabulous did-I-do-something-stupid-that-I-should-apologize-for-but-wo n't? game after a good night of drinking... it's like Clue, only better because you can't lose any little pieces that belong to the game.
A war vet and a bus driver. I'd put a big bottle of Jack in between the two, sit back and listen to all their fucked up stories.
punk rock, psychobilly, rockabilly, old country... really anything but crap that happens to be highly marketable to the average 12 year old- I hate that shit and fear for kids these days.
I like anything that makes me laugh.
Sex and the City. It's cheaper than therapy and makes me feel like a nun.
I like memiors about fucked up people. I hate life affirming memiors that make me feel like a loser for not accomplishing half the shit some kid born without limbs had done by the time he turned five.
My grandma's a bad ass bitch who came to this country from Yugoslavia when she was 11 not knowing a word of English. By the time she graduated highschool at 17, she was head of her class. She's smart as hell, can talk politics for hours and is hilarious when she's had a few to drink.