Your Mama mostly... The Chicago Cubs. My stank ass girls, Cleo and Cilla. Fishing in the gulf and drinking far too much beer. I used to enjoy expensive rum but that got me into trouble recently. Homemade Voo-Doo. Any sport that involves brawling of any kind. Sweating. Monogamous intercourse. Stupid politicians. Vivesection. Monsanto Chemical Corporation for killing us so discreetly. Bovine Growth Hormone. {see milk with puss in it} Farting regularly, every hour on the hour. Watching the rain at four in the morning. My 65 Chevy Pick-Up which is for sale now. Water. Screwed and Chopped mix tapes...and crappy radio rap about money and bitches. Splashing in mud puddles. Losing one sock in the dryer. Eating questionably bad food. Torturing Jen with my bad instrumental orchestras, which she claims to like. My crap ass Yamaha DJX. My crap ass four stringed acoustic guitar with a cracked body. My crap ass three stringed bass. My crap ass four track mixer. My crap ass microphone. Guys that park across the street from my house and get blow jobs from prostitutes at three in the afternoon. Crime. Poverty. War. Peace. Love. Hummers. Pun Intented. Watching yuppies play golf. Peeing in public places instead of public restrooms.Sitting in gridlock traffic for thirteen hours with a hurricane barrelling up my ass with my girl, who pees alot, my dogs who fart alot and my cat who talks alot. Awkward moments with my girls asian family. Rueben's from Katz' which never closes by the way. Living inside the loop. People who want to "Keep Austin Weird" by putting said sticker on their Lexus SUV... RED BULL! RED BULL! RED BULL! Diving in the Cayman Islands. Eating Tapas in Vancouver. Driving too fast up Mt. Ranier. Seeing Low play live in Portland. Smuggling pizza across the Canadian border. Grilling Salmon on the beach with Phil and Anita at Surfside. Seeing how the Amish stop traffic in Pennsyl-Tucky. Trying to drive around Baltimore wondering how far we are from Ween's hometown. Wow! I'm really interesting. Now I'm going to go take sirtless pics of myself to put on my profile so the cool people will think I'm cool. I think I'll wear my Senor Frogs underwear that I got in Cancun on Spring Break. Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Spring Break rules. Next year I'm going to Cabo to party with Sammy Hagar.
Artists of all mediums, musicians "especially the ones who would like me to do their album art", puppeteers, people who aren't pretentious dicks...writers, film makers, community activists, philanthropists, folks who like to think deeply, people who speak with their actions as opposed to their words. people who think stealing other peoples artwork is just plain shitty... and anyone who thinks the middle east just shouldn't be our problem, and that does not imply that I stand with you far leftist assholes because you are just another version of the far right. to be clear. if you do not have an original take on anything political please keep it between yourself and the media that told what to regurgitate in the first place. Anyone who supports a true third party choice is allright with me. The king at work. Ladies and Gentlemen. MR. JIM HENSON!!
Mogwai's new album was my biggest dissappointment this year. Because it contained no real epic twelve minute master pieces. However, I still love them with the burning passion of one thousand suns. Next album will deliver, I'm sure of it! TV On The Radio however kicks balls and their live show was, well, Live!
Can't stop watching Sin City, Kung Fu Hustle, The Last Dragon, Snatch. Hellboy. The Life Aquatic, Team Zisou, Fuck Yeah!
Sucks ass! Because Jerry Bruckheimer owns it all! But aside from that,Adult Swim especially Metalacolypse, Rob and Big, How it's made, It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia, G4TV.
Anything by Isaac Adamson, Tortilla Flat by Steinbeck, Make Love the Bruce Campbell Way, Farewell My Lovely by Raymond Chandler. The Dog Fighter by Mark Bojanowski. Chuck Palahniuk.. Rant was fucking outstanding. THE ROAD!
Hellboy. And The Baron Munchausen..... Oh and this dog.