Books: A wankload of science, with a smattering of classical
fiction to show that I'm only partially illiterate. Oh, and a few
flicks that are basically thriller backwash. But satisfying. My
reading list is far, far too large to include everything in without
putting a strain on even the most patient readers, but I like:
or by Ben
, The Grapes of Wrath is likely the favorite I can
identify in a classy establishment; I take exceptional enjoyment
out of Mikhail Bulgakov
you include his doctor-ly stuff Pre-Stalin, The Emperor Of All
is a sexy jaunt, Trainspotting
is the novel that I
love to read aloud to myself, whatever Umberto Eco
I have the patience
(kinda) to get through without compulsively losing hours and days
to Wikipedia-- Jose Saramago
recently beat out everything else unnerving that I read.
I also tried to read Infinite Jest. If I ever say I finished it,
it'd be a damned lie. A DAMNED LIE
Movies: I've seen a shiteload. My likes? Mind-wrenching movies.
Thinking flicks. And some classical movies to avoid voiding my Film
Snob license. Think: Memento
, The Lives of Others
Also Citizenfour, which rocked my socks several yards down the
Music: I'll listen to most anything, given the time of day. Jazz,
classic rock, and swampy blues-rock merit special mention.
Food: Oh, man, did this sandwich have your name on it? I'm terribly
sorry. But it is delicious.