Pink Flamingos. Airstreams. Men in women's clothing. Sheep in wolve's clothing. Oranges. Gerontology. Blog culture. Bringing an end to reality tv. Oligodendrocytes. Punctuation! Midget wrestling. Waxing nostalgic and nothing else.
a painless end.
I love music! Poorly done music with big heart, well done music with no soul, banshee wails, babies crying, the squash of a melon... it's all music, all the time. To give my preferences for artists would be like opening my soul and letting in voyeurs and there are other parts of my anatomy so much better suited to that,no?
I love movies! Currently I am revisiting all things JohnCusack, One Crazy Summer, Sure Thing, Better off Dead and his bit parts in JohnHughes classics... seriously, you can't go wrong there.
Television, once a passion, sadly has begun to confound and befuddle me. With the exception of a few gems (TheOffice, GilmoreGirls, VeronicaMars) I have nothing nice to say about it recently.
Books are good, too. But it's easier to list authors.
Copernicus, DIY-ers, librarians, 3rd grade teachers, burn victims, textile workers, my husband, adolescents, chimney sweeps, I have lots of heroes.