Going to shows. Dancing like no one is watching. Keeping that white girl rhythm. Being an asshole. Intoxication. Camel Lights. Various forms of art. Diners. Tattoos and piercings. Other assorted body modifications. Studying ritualistic behaviour. Black and white films/photos. NJ Transit Railway. Doing nothing until 5AM. Eyeliner. Meeting again for the very first time. Failing at life(but that 'F' is for fantastic). Getting lost in my thoughts. Getting lost. Red lipstick. Canned pears. Coffee. Books. Water. Breathing. Human contact. Knowledge. Visual propaganda. Meat.
Parapalegic olympic runners, Johnny Depp(naked and strapped down for the ride), pies, cats, washing machines that double as robots, a serial killer, Libertarians, libertines, meat popsicles.
Atrocious noises. The sounds of chainsaws in the distance and the low groans and rattles of the approaching horde of the walking dead. The whimper you make when I DP you with a rusty coffee can and turkey baster full of bleach.
In all seriousness, I love music. Most of my favorite bands are either relatively unheard of or broken up. Ask if you want to know.
Classic horror, 70's exploitation flicks, low-brow comedies, zombies, musicals, zombie musicals, horror films in general, and foreign dramas where everyone dies.And the movies where everyone gets naked.There is a never-ending quest for the most disgusting, brutal, and unwatchable film ever made. Got one in mind? Pass it on.
TV rots the brain and degrades the soul. There are a select few shows I'll catch every now and then: Family Guy, Venture Bros, The Simpsons, and B-movies on Sci-Fi.
Old ones with cracked bindings that teach how to summon ancient gods that will devour the world.