Anything with a motor, long winding stretches of smooth two-lane blacktop roads with no traffic and no cops, someone to ride with is nice as well. Fixing, repairing, fabricating, restoring old cars and bikes, playing bass(if only i was any good), Seeing my fam when i get the chance, standing in the middle of the woods after a long ride on a dirtbike/snowmobile and just enjoying the silence, taking a break from walking across campus, just to see a woodpecker werking on a tree, good honset werk, waking up with a book on my face, bringing my life to a screeching halt just to roll around on the floor with a dog, tools (snap-on preferably) perfectly sunny, 80 degree days with little wind and no traffic and no police and a full tank of gas ( did i mention i like to ride?), Constantly finding wonder in the ordinary, and comucating all these weird ideas that careen around my skull.
anyone and everyone
Faith No More, Jawbox, Quicksand, Frank Zappa, The Dead Kennedys, Black Flag, Jethro Tull, Pink Floyd, Ministry, Nine Inch Nails, Megadeath, OLD SCHOOL Metallica( and justice for all and previous), The Reverend Horton Heat, Primus, Steely Dan, Radiohead, Mr. Bungle, Fantomas, in short anything Mike Patton does, Weird Al Yankovic, Bad Religon, At The Drive In, The Hairy Drain Babies, A Working Model, Thrice, Iron Maiden, Reel Big Fish, The Rudiments, Slayer, NOFX, Voodoo Glow Skulls, The Presidents of The United States of America, Cake, LARD, Minor Threat, Fugazi, Soundgarden, Nirvana, Black Sabbath, Macabre, One Line Drawing, Knapsack, Judas Priest, Dio, Boston, Yes, Hendrix, Joe Walsh, Helmet, Jimmy Eat World, The Cure, Talking Heads, The Cars, Alice Cooper, Fear, The Minute Men, The Meatmen, Billy Idol, and on and on......
The Princess Bride, UHF, In America, The Pianist, Devils Advocate, Invasion of the Body Snatchers(70's) Spaceballs, Blazing Saddles, Beverly Hills Cop, Life is beautiful.....dunno not inside very often....
Adult swim and the Daily Show, oh, and the weather channel..... Must not forget the Venture Bros., Robot Chicken, because it's like pure, unadulturated insanity takes over your T.V. for 15 minutes.
Anything by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Anything By George Orwell, Transmetropolitan, Any Neil Gaiman, any motorcycle/car magazine put in front of me, if it has werds, i'm about it, playa.
My step dad Tom, for keeping his head up and his shit together in the shittiest year on record, My brother Jon for deciding to stand up and live, my dad for indirectly teaching me how to deal with constant disapointment, and to the rest of the poor werking slobs who get up every morning to do the same shit over again.