Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, more Jack, a pinch of Jack, music, books, experience, friendly fire involving Nerf guns, avoiding social situations, fueling my neurotic tendencies, cookies and milk in gluttonous proportions, having inappropriate feelings for both Conor Oberst and Stephen Colbert, making light of serious subject matter, christopher walken fanfiction erotica, missing my childhood, mary jane shoes, blythe dolls, vinyl, SLR cameras, WIRED magazine, being of Portuguese and French descent, sprinkling crack on babies, holga photography, art, kitsch, the art & science of mixtapes, junk food, jane magazine, cryptozoology, water sprinklers, astronomy, ukuleles, heart-shaped boxes, philosophy, lollipops, ponies, rainbows, sugar gumdrops, and the consumption of helpless baby chickens.
AND
super-power-indie-pop.
Harold & Maude, Idiocracy, The Royal Tenenbaums, Rushmore, Knocked Up, Hedwig & the Angry Inch, Amelie, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind...
Arrested Development
Human Giant
Robot Chicken
The Soup
King of the Hill
I am unliterate.
Bill Brasky