To keep my job, I significantly increase my sloth-like pace.
But catch me couch side, and my elevation is over 9000. I'm seeing stars only Hubble can capture. Everyday, I dream of somewhere new, out in the vacuum sea, where the science is great and the plot points don't really matter. Not yet.
I'm pacing the Earth in the meantime.
I've got streaks of silver in my hair that speak of youthful wisdom.
I've got a strut that touts a silly demeanor and gives zero ducks.
movie: coming to America, pleasantville, fifth element, galaxy quest, hot fuzz, world of tomorrow, Kung Fury, drunken master
show: daredevil, Lucifer, star trek, Eureka, the story of maths, Nova, Frontline, The IT Crowd, Bravest Warriors, Adventure Time, attack on Titan, and Game of Thrones (of course)
music: First Aid Kit
TV on the Radio
Henry and the Invisibles
food: I will turn down most cookies, and the average snack cake. Pretty much anything else, and I'm down.
Time to play and explore
A quiet moment