Anything I can have fun with, and not be charged for something.
Don Hertzfeld. Cuz you know that nigger's smokin some CRAZY herb.
Anything with a good beat, really. Shit like trance and techno just does me right. And of course, metal. I love it hard, and I love it long, and I love it fast, and... oops, I just came. Anyway, other than that.... classical. Gotta have love for the roots. And jazz.
Beverly Hills Ninja, The Wall, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Superbad, Beerfest, House of Wax (purely for Paris' death), Backdoor Sluts 9, and the video my parents made of them "creating" me. Call me crazy. I like it.
Umm.... not too much, actually. Too busy with the piano. Yup.
Final Exits: The Illustrated Encyclopedia of How We Die. An absolutely SICK book, showing every way people have died, with pictures and stories to go with it.
Billy Pruett. That guy's been through some shit. I know I sure as hell wouldn't be risking my life for a parachute. Fuuuuuck that. Much love, Billy.