When bored I tend to willfully make bad decisions if I think I'll get a good story out of it.
My spirit animal is a cross between Bridget Bardot and a cheetah
Books: Pynchon, Henry Miller, Anais Nin, Salinger, Rableais, Tibor Fischer, Sam Lipsyte, Mary Shelly, Vonnegut, Tolkien, George R. R. Martin, Dorothy Parker, Ezra Pound, T.S. Elliot, Gombrowicz, Buk, Neruda, David Fucking Thorne, Gillian Flynn, Lindy West, off the top of my head....
Movies: Anything the Coen Brothers do usually makes me jump up and clap idiotically and emit strangled little sounds of happiness. I love film and am not too terribly pretentious about what I go see. I usually see more arty/indie flicks than blockbusters but I can get behind going to see an overblown ridiculous X-Men movie any day. I will go see anything John C. Reilly is in.
In high school the Pixies were my religion, but there's also:
Britpop, Indie, Jazz, Punk, Non-contemporary Country, Cheesy 80's, Gypsy-Punk, Classical, Opera, Death-Metal. Mahler, Pulp, Gogol Bordello, Tool, Billie Holiday, Beirut, Arctic Monkeys, Mars Volta, Johnny Cash, Blur, Chet Baker, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Miles Davis, Thelonious Monk, Errol Garner, Devendara Banhart, Elastica, Blossom Dearie, the Smiths, Blonde Redhead, the Black Lips, the Cure, Justin Timberlake, Patsy Cline, Air, Cat Power, Ariel Pink, Big Boi, Pavement, Antony and the Johnsons, M.I.A, the Dead Weather, Beck, PJ Harvey, Rilo Kiley, Interpol, Silversun Pickups, Iron and Wine, etc, etc, etc
I once walked out on a date when he told me he liked the band Phish.
Shows: Breaking Bad, Game of Thrones, Nurse Jackie, Justified, Archer, Mad Men, Parks and Rec, It's Always Sunny, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Children's Hospital, Tim & Eric's Awesome Show Great Job!, (Almost anything Adult Swim, really), Rectify, Conan, Rachel Maddow, Daily Show, Colbert Report, Bill Maher, Broad City, BBC, The Returned, The Leftovers, Amy Schumer, Veep (So good!)
The Mighty Boosh also does funny things to me...
Food: five second rule for Thai, Mexican, Peruvian, Sushi
my thigh high riding boots
Travel, honestly. I'm no where happier than in an airport bar about to board a plane with a Bloody Mary in hand, about to embark on an adventure. The glut of travel I did in my 20's has given me very high standards regarding excitement. I demand fun from everything within grabbing distance. I fall in love with everything and everyone around me and vice versa when traveling. I've scaled walls in stiletto boots and skin tight dresses in London, I've ran with the cows in Switzerland, I've been serenaded by Australian gypsies in subterranean taverns in the Czech Republic while envisioning the same walls surrounding us dangling victims of medieval torture. Of course, this is all Old World traveling thus far.
Next stop, Peru, Belarus, Myanmar?
Also; one of the anagrams for my name, without cheating, is:
Do My Anal Taco
--you know what the word "feminist" means (without having to look it up) and are one
--no soul patch
--accents are good, I'm esp susceptible to British ones
--you are, not kidding me, a genuine liberal activist bent on revolution
--gallows humor is your bread and butter
--you're one bad little motorscooter
***You're more than likely not going to hear back from me if you're more than 20% "enemy" because that probably means you're too conservative for me and I won't deal, if your message is a cut and paste job (we can tell, you dumbos) or if you write something so painfully generic that I haven't the foggiest idea of how to address you. Just sayin.***