I'm a 24/7 party animal. This week I've been going on reasonable hour benders, getting rowdy watching Sally Yate's testimony.
Movies: SLC Punk, The Dark Knight, Shawshank Redemption, Good Will Hunting, Dogma, Dodgeball, Shoot 'Em Up, Shaun of the Dead, Monty Python, Iron Man, and loads of campy film you'll either love or judge me for.
TV Shows: House, Breaking Bad, GoT, House of Cards, Misfits, The IT Crowd, Firefly, Cowboy Bebop, QI...Stephen Fry is the man.
I'm a musical dabbler, so in no particular order:
Rush, The Pillows, Nine Inch Nails, Tool, Liz Phair, Prodigy, Rasputina, Gorillaz, Daft Punk, Jonathan Coulton, Clutch, Against Me!, Smashing Pumpkins (Billy Corgan can piss off, though), Flogging Molly, Cake, Soul Coughing, Harvey Danger, Les Claypool, dan le sac Vs Scroobius Pip, Gold Panda, Dillinger Escape Plan, Ennio Morricone, Yoko Kanno, Spoon, Amanda Fucking Palmer, Minus the Bear, TV on the Radio, The World/Inferno Friendship Society, Joy Division
Minnesota chapter: Hardcore Crayons, Doomtree (P.O.S., Dessa, Sims, Mike Mictlan, Paper Tiger), Building Better Bombs, The Friendly Beers, Brute Heart, Polica, Marijuana Deathsquad, The Soviettes, Awesome Snakes, Lake Street Dive (The name and the guitarist is ours; I say that counts), Jeremy Messersmith, Husker Du, The Replacements
I love szechuan, and spice, and everything nice, but getting in shape means my pizza delivery guy is left wondering if it's something he did.
My soul hurts for lack of a good concert buddy.
If you want to force me to use my gym/climbing memberships, feel free.