I try to keep one foot out of reality at all times.
Everything around me just kind of makes me laugh, the overall seriousness with which Americans seem to regard themselves. I mean, c'mon, none of this is fucking serious, and unless you cure cancer, aids, the U.S. economy, or world poverty, then none of what we do here with "human existence" really matters in any sort of grand stretch of anything. When you look at things that way, it makes it a hell of a lot easier to have fun with every moment that my eyes are open.
In all honesty, I just really want to have a good time while I'm still alive.
I do the twitter: Pork_Lion
I also love reading theory texts. Some of my favorites are bell hooks, Linda Hutcheons, Michael Foucault, Jean Baudrillard, Antonio Gramsci, and Stuart Hall.
Music - I wasn't kidding about that whole Scottish indie-pop obsession, I'm super into indie pop (especially bands from the UK), shoegaze, dream pop, folk pop, and above all, twee pop.
Here's the short (probably not actually) list of who/what never leaves my ipod.
The Beach Boys (The first cassettes I ever bought were Pet Sounds and the Rush Hour soundtrack. Guess which one my mother put on in the car that day? Hint: Pretty sure the lead track on Pet Sounds isn't "Can I Get a Fuck You?")
Beat Happening (I have a K Records tattoo)
Belle & Sebastian (You know how every music nerd has that one band that they're agressively into? Well, I'm aggressively into Belle and Sebastian. I have a B & S tattoo, all their records, and a few books. Stuart Murdoch is my platonic sun and stars.)
Bright Eyes/ Conor Oberst/ Mystic Valley Band/ Monsters of Folk
The Boy Least Likely To
Chance The Rapper/The Social Experiment
Childish Gambino (You'll always be Troy to me, Donglover)
Fleetwood Mac (C'mon. Rumors, y'all. It's perfect)
Heavenly (Amelia Fletcher is my role model)
Jenny Lewis/ Jenny & Johnny
Jesus & Mary Chain
Kate Bush (There's never a bad time to listen to Hounds of Love)
Mac Demarco (Seriously, bless those Canadians, right?)
The Magnetic Fields (No, I don't keep ALL of 69 Love Songs on there. No one wants to be surprised with "Love is Like Jazz". That's a terrible thing to do to yourself.)
Morrissey (Oh sweet tender asexual king of misanthropy. The lock screen on my phone is young Morrissey with a cat on his shoulder.)
My Bloody Valentine
The Pains of Being Pure at Heart
Rilo Kiley (I need to have all the Jenny Lewis at all times)
Ringo Deathstarr (Bless Austin buzzsaw pop)
St. Vincent (Annie Clark is a goddess in every possible interpretation of the word.)
Movies - My favorite directors are David Lynch, Wes Anderson, Woody Allen, and David Wain.
You can probably get a pretty good guess on my film tastes based on that lineup.
Television - Doctor Who, Community, and Twin Peaks are my holy television trinity. I'm a huge fan of Mission Hill, Lucy, Daughter of the Devil, Futurama, 30 Rock, Parks and Recreation, Mad Men, Broad City, High Maintenance, Bob's Burgers, The League, Adventure Time, Peep Show, Louie, Archer, The IT Crowd, Game of Thrones, Veep, Hannibal, Pushing Daisies, and just so many more. Seriously, I fucking love television.
Food - If I'm going out for food, chinese takeout, tacos, and delis are my go to. If I'm cooking, I make a hell of a sandwich on my own.
Kittens and puppies, and all the animals that will let me snuggle them
Sad Bastard indie-pop bands
Meta-modernism and The New Sincerity.
Trying to find the midpoint between never wanting to see another human being again, and wanting to hug everything and everyone.
How being a kind and compassionate human being is essentially a political act at this point, and how disappointing that reality can be.
Sorry, that was Liz Lemon...
The only use I've gotten out of my creative writing degree so far was when I worked as a pimp's PR guy.
If you wanna listen to records and make out.
If you will teach me mandolin, banjo, ukulele, or any piano-esque instrument.
If you're not looking for a serious or monogamous relationship. Or, even better, if you're a couple in search of a unicorn.