Kurt Vonnegut is my absolute top favorite author. Burroughs and
Bukowski were world class typewriter operators. A Winters Tale.
Heinlein stuff. Technical school textbooks from the 1920's and
Seven Samurai, American Hustle, Dr Strangelove, Run Lola Run, Gran
Torino, Dersu Uzala, Iron Man, Natural Born Killers, LOTR, Silence
of the Lambs, Requiem for a Dream, Seven Days in May...
Led Zeppelin. Mournful Congregation. PJ Harvey. Bad Brains.
Finntroll. Grandpa Hank Williams. Black Sabbath. The Stooges. Edith
Piaf. Lydia Lunch. Cab Calloway. The Ramones. Amon Amarth. Exile
era Stones. Angry Samoans. Moonsorrow...
I eat everything. For a number of years I had more complicated
rules about that, but no longer. I lived a block from University in
The People's Republic of Berzerkeley and beamed with thanks for so
much fine Thai, Mexican and Indian within point blank range. Now I
live in a small town upstate the entirety of which would fit into a
smallish commercial parking lot, and my exotic takeout love affair
has come to an end.