I read somewhere that the world is like a book, and people who don't travel are only reading one page. Put that on my tombstone and make the mourners watch an epic slide show of all the cool things I've seen…or you know, will have seen by then hopefully. (edit: it was St. Augustine who said it and I've been a couple of really neat places.)
Other than that, I'm usually procrastinating, making artwork, or having an adventure. I might have mentioned that I dearly love to laugh.
Social deconstruction and textual analysis, though that rarely brings any boys to the yard.
Spotting nudibranchs and remembering useless information.
I'd like to think that I'd be invaluable on a desert island, or during a zombie apocalypse because of my varied and adaptable skill sets.
Movies--Almost anything, from craptacular exploitation flicks to blockbusters and art house. I'm dying to see Jodorowski's Dune, but it's not playing anywhere close. Some favorites are Amelie, The Fifth Element, 28 Days Later, Society, Firefly and Serenity, Cecile B. Demented, Leon: The Professional, Howl's Moving Castle, Bio-Dome, Planet Terror, David Lynch and Stanley Kubrick flicks. Holy crap, man, did you see Rubber?! I don't watch a lot of t.v. but when I do it's usually either British or HBO. My all-time favorite heroine is the animated uber-anarchist AEon Flux but Tank Girl bucks for a really close second. Also I kind of slay at Jeopardy!.
Music--Little bit of everything. Ska is the music of my soul, but classic rock, 90's alternative, some pop, a little underground hiphop, opera every now and again, neoswing, steampunk, dubstep. Sometimes a live symphony will make me cry. Then again, so does "Don't Speak" by No Doubt occasionally. So make of that what you will.
As for food, I prefer salty/savory to sweet, but like that too. Living in San Diego has given me a profound appreciation of Cotixan food. I will put the hurt on a California burrito from Lolita's. In the interest of full-disclosure, I'm a pretty picky eater, but I try not to let it become anyone else's problem.
My iPod--she shall have music wherever she goes. She being me, in this case. EDIT: My iPod met with, like, an accident and I seem to be doing fine. I burned a couple of CDs, life goes on.
A new medium to expand into. I want to learn all the arts. All of them.
A book. Good for many things, not all of them reading.
My sense of humor--it gets me through anything.
My friends. They're the family you get to choose for yourself.
A tank full of air? I find I enjoy diving the most when I can breathe. EDIT: Except now I'm getting into freediving, and it's badass.
Band names. I'm not in a band, but I have a list several pages long (edit: I'm no longer in a ska band but the breakup did furnish us with that long-awaited name. We are now officially no longer We Were Almost a Ska Band)--usually it's just combinations of words that make me giggle, and if it's too long for a band name, it becomes an album title. Here are some greats: Intercontinental Airport Bears, Handsome Kruger, Elaborate Codpiece, Occasionally A Cuspidor, The Most Haunted of Honky-Tonks. New additions: Lusty Octopus; Vexy the Cock-Blocking Bison; and Daily Taco Violence.