music. poker. newspapers. TiVo. books. writing. a good Irish whiskey or three on occasion. cigarettes. Atlantic City. Dropkick Murphy shows. hijinks. horseplay. good times in general.
ummm...Jazz vinyl, a fair bit of hardcore, post hardcore, metal that breaks convention, some out there stuff (McClusky, Ween, Flaming Lips), early punk, street punk, oi, Refused, Boy Sets Fire, Century, Exodus, (The International Noise) Conspiracy, Avail, Social Distortion, Cave In and as always the only two bands that matter...The Clash and Dropkick Murphys. What I'm listening to generally rotates by the month, week, day, hour, etc...Variety is, after all, the spice of life.
thanks to Netflix I've been revisiting some of the exploitation, Italian cannibalism and Japanese horror flicks I hadn't seen in years. Also, anything by Jim Sheridan. old horror movies. dumb comedy. zombie flicks. Gangs of New York. Smokey and the Bandit. Tenacious D in the Pick of Destiny.
baseball (soon football). cartoons. My Name is Earl. The Office (US and UK). 30 Rock. The Daily Show. The Shield. Weeds. I really miss UCB and The State. Sarah and I have also been taking in an absurd amount of Law & Order SVU lately, as well. Anything on Discovery HD, especially programs about big cats.
Chuck Palahniuk. Hunter S. Thompson. Sam Harris. Bret Easton Ellis. Irvine Welsh. Carl Hiaasen. Kurt Vonnegut. Tom Robbins. Charles Bukowski. Patrick McCabe. political science and history. Local word smith Eric Enck's work.currently: "120 Days of Sodom" by Marquis de Sade
Hunter S. Thompson. my cats. Sam Harris. Keith Olbermann. anyone with a righteous anger that has the balls to scream about it.