I'm wicked fucking interesting, though you might have to take me on faith for that.
highway overpasses, sodium streetlights, parking ramps, Chinese food, streets, industrial parks, dusk, high tension wires, telephone poles, abandoned buildings, Maynard Keenan, decrepit houses, old wall paper, fireflies, things that glitter, things that glow, things that are colorful, coffee, the funny words you find in under ingredients in stuff you buy (favorites: sodium hexametaphosphate, hydroxyethylcellulose, methylchloroisothiazolinone), octopi, circus clowns, circuses, tropical fish, Alice in wonderland, rusty things, Christmas lights, painting (oil, watercolor and sometimes acrylic), jellybeans, snakes, space aliens, people with tentacles, naked people, bald people, people who are not assholes, crayons, night time, the moon, street signs, ray bradbury, dawn, sugar cereals, wig heads, mannequins, road maps, mud, music, grunge, riot grrrl, sunset, the part of the year where everything is green and warm and you can hear things moving around at night, walking, unfinished basements and attics, urban decay, industrial decay, pigeons, and fantasizing about grabbing them, needlessly fancy bath products, needlessly fancy underwear, boxers, parks, playgrounds, sewing, matchboxes, being manly, chris cornell, bad 90's horror movies(you know, the ones that always star five sexy teens?), photography, goodwill, spicy food
"...that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and mid-nights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain..."
-the October Country