Hula hooping, mid-century whatever, pasta, fabric, root beer, shitty tattoos, music, ring pops, dry humor, various geeky endeavors.
Various weird fucks.
The Beatles, Beck, Blur, David Bowie, Brian Eno, The Doors, Bob Dylan, Flaming Lips, Led Zeppelin, Nico, Nodding Tree Remedies, Pink Floyd, The Rolling Stones, Talking Heads, Velvet Underground, The Who.
A Home at the End of the World; All the Little Animals; Almost Famous; American Beauty; The Breakfast Club; Clerks; Edward Scissorhands; Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind; Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas; Ferris Bueller's Day Off; Fight Club; From Dusk Till Dawn; The 40 Year Old Virgin; Ghost World; Juno; Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels; Lost in Translation; Mall Rats; The Nightmare Before Christmas; Office Space; Pulp Fiction; The Royal Tenenbaums; Rushmore; Saved; Shaun of the Dead; The Silence of the Lambs; Sin City; Stranger Than Fiction; Velvet Goldmine.
Alias, Arrested Development, The Daily Show, Food Network, House, Late Night with Conan O'Brien, Daria, The Office (British and US), The Simpsons, My So-Called Life, Rescue Me, Ren and Stimpy.
Fuck books. Who needs 'em! Reading is WAY overrated. And who needs eyes? The eyes DECEIVE, people. Try not to use them too often. I know I don't; and I couldn't be happier.
Lisa Simpson for her intelligence, skepticism, and gravity-defying hair do. Tina Fey rocks my bobby socks AND floats my toboggan.