I'm still not 100% sure what I want out of life, but I'm 90% sure of what I don't--I think that last 10% is what keeps it interesting.
I'm sort of a low-brow renaissance man: I've a Masters in English, and I spend most of my free time working on old motorcycles; I know which fork to use but am just as happy using a pocketknife instead.
I don't trust somebody that never cusses.
I think it's weird when men don't hold the door for a lady (sort of vestigial trait from a Southern upbringing).
The cure for boredom is to get moving: "No time for brain-damaged-depressed-sweet-dudes to be lying around!" (bonus points if you know that quote)
I think that the key to self-actualization is figuring out exactly where you're fucked up.
I think that making a bullet list to describe yourself pretty much falls short, no matter how well-crafted.
Using commas with coordinating conjunctions.
Taking mechanical things apart and putting them back together without leftover pieces.
Not taking the little things too seriously.
The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly; The Third Man, Boondock Saints; Cool Hand Luke; Anchorman; Memento, Man Bites Dog and a ton of 60-70's B-movies
I go through phases on music, but currently I'm obsessed with Red Fang, Sleep, Brown Bird, The Builders and the Butchers, Fake Problems, The Police, High on Fire, Off!, and a some hip-hop stuff that real aficionados would scoff at.
I love Southern "comfort food," but I'm an amateur foodie so I just love to eat.
Intelligent conversation (even if it's about stupid shit)
... you think calling in sick on a Friday to ride a 50yr old motorcycle to the desert and camp for no good reason is a better option than the mandatory potluck they're having at work that
... you own a copy of Bellflower (or just wanna watch my bootleg copy a few dozen times).
... you firmly believe that flip-flops are not an acceptable fashion accessory for men who are standing more than 15' from a pool.
... you'd rather be doing something outside than reading this.