music, politics, history, drinking beer, going to shows (when I get the chance to- something about being a parent now), spending time with friends and family, playing my accordion and my Synsonics Terminator (the only guitar I have right now), writing songs, going on road trips, making prank phone calls, brutal sports, scooters, easily concealable weapons, underwater basket weaving, finding new and innovative ways to amuse myself and others, and most importantly, spending time with my son, Ian.
Music
Oi!, punk, skinhead reggae, ska, rocksteady, 2 Tone. 80's hardcore/punk, 60's mod/garage, rockabilly, psycobilly, old country,'80's speed/thrash metal, German beer garden music, blues, jazz, northern soul, classical, freakbeat, 70's glam/powerpop, polka...the list goes on and on just for genres of music, so maybe later on, I'll compile a big long list of every band I can possibly think of, which may or may not be in my record collection, starting with, "Gee, where do I even begin", and ending with, "This is just to name a few".
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Movies
cheesy B-movies, Roger Corman films, horror movies, '70's 'sploitation movies, the "something weird" discography.
Television
I don't have cable anymore, so I just stare at whatever happens to be on... usually infomercials at 4 in the morning. I really like the knife show.
Books
Anything subculture oriented, also stuff pertaining to politics, current events, antiques, history, obscurities...
Heroes
My mom and dad for adopting me, and wanting to be my parents, my girlfriend, Robin, who's doing a great job of raising me and my son, and my good friends who I love and respect for many reasons. Friends are the family that we choose for ourselves...McGruff the crime dog, and also and imaginary fellow by the name of Leroy Jocelyn.
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About me: I'm pretty much the most narcissistic, egotistical son of a draftsman you'll ever meet. I can't resist my own reflection. I get lost in my eyes and you will to. Each day I make it a point to perform charitable acts, such as rescuing kittens from trees, finding lost puppy dogs, and helping little old ladies cross the street, all for the express purpose of feeding my incredibly bloated ego. In some circles I am also known as Hondo Magic, the moniker under which I fight crime and play church hall bingo. I get very angry when I find socks laying around in places that they don't belong. If you are reading this, you should probably give me some money. Click here to give me money now!
Who I'd like to meet: Super-patriots, social rejects, emotional cripples, fellow Sears mail order house owners/occupants (from the 1920's-1940's)
NOTICE: Anyone who refers to others as "chief", "boss", or "captain" can take a flying leap, however "partner", "cowboy", "skip", and "buckaroo" are acceptable in some situations.
I'll drink all the girlie drinks I please, thank you very much. Try not to fall asleep in your bubble bath tonight, you can drown in a tablespoon of water, you know. Thanks for the birthday greetings! --Sam
Yeah, I know. The thing is, I sort of understand because since WWII they've done everything they can to disassociate themselves from anything even remotely having to do with national socialism. We'll see, I don't think we have to worry about it as much here as long as people keep trying to educate and voice their opinions. Maybe I'm naive.
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