I am a big fan of wordplay, although I often come up with it a minute or two too late. I am consequently (or unrelatedly?) awful at scrabble. I pay too much attention to meanings and will crack up at an unintended double entendre at the most inappropriate times.
I enjoy just about everything i've ever done, if you're genuinely excited about something, chances are i'll enjoy it too.
I want to do more, but i am generally much more active with a gentle prod from friends, for whom I am still searching.
Movies: Anything with a Rifftrax. Or almost anything else, really. There are 3 known movies i didn't enjoy: Juwanna mann, marie antoinette, and the divine secrets of the yaya sisterhood.
Music: Girl Talk and Hospital Records are foremost lately. I like most anything, though, at the right time. Even country has its moments.
Recently, I went for a walk and ran into a trio of kids who were up to no good. One had a pillow, another was carrying a small dog, and a third was carrying a kickball. They were camped out at the side of the road waiting for a passing car, to do what I still can barely imagine. My failure of imagination to even comprehend their plan has kickstarted my focused efforts in creativity of late.
*Metaphorically or fictionally only.
** with cards, not politicians.
I then looked back on the story and realized that it makes no sense and is not funny at all. I think the dream was a meta-criticism of myself for watching Parks and Recreation in the first place. The dream occurred before later seasons made the show actually worth the time investment, so maybe my subconscious recognized that the show was developing into something awesome.
I have a ton of dreams that I really enjoy talking about, so maybe that isn't super private. Better: sometimes I edit my profile just to get more people to look at it.