Let's just say life would be significantly less beautiful without
the following: The Rolling Stones, Coleman Hawkins, Philip Roth,
photo books by Walker Evans, Larry Sultan and Eugene Richards,
Bruce Springsteen, "Dusty In Memphis," Joan Didion's "Slouching
Towards Bethlehem," Count Basie, Lee Burridge, Hunter S. Thompson,
anything with Monica Bellucci, Raymond Carver, "Casablanca," David
Halberstam, Sex Pistols, Taschen erotica, Violator, Woody Allen,
Diana Ross, Duke Ellington, "The Godfather," Pavement, Al Green,
Robert Caro's books on LBJ, Frank Sinatra, Candi Staton, Billie
Holiday, Bob Dylan, "The Great Gatsby," Def Jam 1984-1994 box set,
Hemingway's short stories, "The Little Prince," "Dr. Strangelove,"
and last but certainly not least, "Airplane." Andrew Sullivan's
blog is a mandatory everyday read.
If you find this half as beautiful as I do, we might stand a
Loving this might help, too:
(It gets particularly great at around the 2hr15min mark.)
Food: Anything made with love. Except raisins. I hate raisins. Bad
experience when I was 4. I never got over it.
Almost Definite Dealbreakers:
loving the Dave Matthews Band, Broadway musicals and/or Ayn Rand. I
find them each to be somewhere in between horrible and
insufferable. No judgments, we're just almost definitely not a