Also, I don't have a car. In LA that feels like something you have to admit upfront, like an STD. I also don't have one of those. Yet.
So for me: my kind eyes, my sensual lips and my overwhelming masculinity.
I do own more PLANET OF THE APES stuff than any grown man should.
The Internet, because it's where I work.
My small group of friends, who are all more beautiful and talented than I am, but I like to aim upwards.
Angry music made by stupid young people.
Pizza. Let's be realistic here.
Wait, that's not the kind of thing I should put here, huh? I spend a lot of time thinking about work. I love my job. I spend a lot of time thinking about ancient history and strange stories and disposable culture and pretty girls and what the fuck is wrong with us as a society that there is such a thing as brony culture.