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I love to read. Favorite authors include Bradbury, John Waters,
John Varley (adore The Opiuichi Hotline), Ursula Le Guin,
Delacorta, Chuang Tzu, Maupin, Sedaris, Rakoff, John Kennedy
O'Toole, Douglas Adams, Victor Hugo, and more. I read a lot of
non-fiction on science, art, culture, architecture, design,
astronomy and other similar lines.
My taste in movies is varied and esoteric, with a healthy dose of
stupid. Love cinéma du look and French new wave, love David Lynch,
Waters, and films featuring Marianne Sägebrecht. Like trashier
delights as well, whether it's the arch comic horror of The
Abominable Dr. Phibes or the glamorous excesses of The
Fifth Element. I never get tired of Blade Runner, but
I think Star Wars has increasingly worn out its welcome.
Two films that catch me just right are The American
Astronaut and Dark Star—just perfect, perfect films.
I love Chris Marker and Earnest [does something] films
with equal vigor. My favorite Waters is Desperate Living,
because the dialogue is the best he's written. A recent addition to
my favorites was Mysterious Skin, which was beautiful and
had the best score anyone's written in decades.
I'm ambivalent about TV. I love science and travel shows, enjoy a
bit of trashier stuff, though reality TV is wasted on me. I like
Dr. Who, but that's a lifelong thing for my nerdly self. I find
The Big Bang Theory overrated and unwatchable, can't deal
with the gore porn of police procedurals, and don't really enjoy
drawn-out drama. I like the concise arcs of British programs, which
don't waste so much time in peripheral storytelling used to
maximize advertising opportunities. I have a TiVo and a Roku and
can't watch commercials without screeching at the screen.
Music is a big thing. It's hard to sum that up quickly, unless I
run through my all-times—Eno, Czukay (Can), BofC, Björk before
Matthew Barney ruined her, The High Llamas, The High Llamas, The
High Llamas (that one needs repetition), Mouse on Mars, Prince,
Parliament/Funkadelic, Ella Fitzgerald, Igor Stravinsky, Gershwin,
Pharoah Sanders, Wendy Carlos, Telex, my darling darling Stereolab
(the only band I ever saw on stage at every local performance),
most of the Shibuya-Kei greats, Thomas Dolby, XTC, Fred Frith,
Tricky, Steve Reich, Betty Hutton, Billie Holiday, Leon Thomas, Jah
Wobble, Michael Jackson up to Off The Wall, R Stevie
Moore, OMD, Thelonious Monk, Tricky, Queen, NEU!, obviously The
Beatles, They Might Be Giants, Tom Waits, J.S. Bach, and weirdly, I
am an enormous Steve Miller fan, but what can I say. The real list
is as long as my collection of vinyl, cassettes, CDs, and MP3/AAC
music, so it's pretty long.
Favorite foods are easy. At home, I like elegant simplicity. I cook
a fiendish breakfast, and am less interested in the other meals.
Never leave the house without a cooked breakfast. I'm a good cook
when I have the time. I love scrapple and a perfect fried egg
sandwich, though I'm lately experimenting with going vegetarian
again. Eating out, I could have phở for every meal, and I love
Burmese food (Mandalay in Silver Spring is one of my favorites,
even if they did desert me by leaving College Park for the yuppier
depths of MoCo). Thai's also good stuff. My favorite fun meal out
was always Indonesian from Sabang in Wheaton until they went away,
and now I find myself in a colossal desert in which there is no
Indonesian food to be found anywhere, and that's sad, just
sad. I find Mexican food heartbreakingly dull, except for
what you find at hole-in-the-wall joints where most people fear to
tread, and have the same ambivalence about Chinese, which is just
blah drenched in sugar and grease in most places.