*laughs* Babe - some do, and in very disturbing visual ways indeed ... *coughs* ... that poor, poor dildo ...

A silent room and a good book. In my opinion, this vice just can't be beaten.

When a destruction ritual results in the actual death of the target, instead of reforming them.

What puts a smile on my face and a song in my heart? The simple things in life. Things like...

1. Sex with a beautiful woman

2. A Hemi roaring under the hood, shaking my testicles ferociously as I press the accelerator to the floor.

3. Æon Flux cartoons

4. Listening to old Steve Martin LP's

5. .45 ACP's with ultra lightweight slides

6. Marshall JCM900 100 watt heads with the master volume knob set anywhere past 6, blaring through 8 12inch Celestion Greenback speakers.

7. Beef tamalès

8. Old Harley-Davidson Panheads. (one that isn't puking oil, preferably, which is pretty rare)

9. blonde strippers that wear cowboy hats

10. Mini-KISS (a KISS tribute band made up of all midgets)

Have to agree with you on that one.

Henry Rollins still walks the earth, and releases albums and books at a steady pace.

When friends confide in me because they know I'll never tell.

Being able to explain why water is "wet" or why the sky is blue to someone who actually wants to know.

When something I create turns out better than I had envisioned.

Those days when the magic is really flowin'. You meet the people you want to meet, and they receive you the way you want to be received. Nothing can go wrong on those days.

When I'm running or lifting weights, or even skateboarding, and my body is telling me that it can't go another inch, and I force it to go another mile.

When I'm able to make friends or strangers laugh uncontrollably.

To be above average is expected, as far as I'm concerned. (Afterall, the average these days is so damn low.) When I best the others who are above average with me, I'm truly happy.

Medium rare filet mignon.

And of course, road head.

In no particular order-

*the way old comic books smell*

*making my daughter laugh*

*the butcher shop near my apartment*

*The Munsters theme song*

*leftover candy canes from x-mas to put in my coffee*

*naughty pictures of chubby women*

*The Daily Show*

*scalding hot showers*

*rich food*

*cold beer*

*vigorous lovemaking*

I'm pretty damn happy and content just about all the time but here are a few things that make me especially happy...

My financee
Coming home after a long trip
A really good pizza
A big, fat bagel that's piled with garlic and cream cheese
Waking up in the morning and being able to do whatever I want for the entire day
A good book
Being able to eat my lasagna after spending 4 hours making it
Getting a package in the mail
Fried chicken
Watching the sun rise
Watching the sun set
(bonus happy points for the above two if it's with my fiancee')
Getting to see my kitty that I had to leave in Florida
A new album release by any band I love
Watching the leaves fall off the trees in the autumn
Not having to rake them
Watching the snow fall in the winter
Not having to shovel it
(bonus happy points for not having to go out in it, either)

and the most important of them all:

Waking up every morning, regardless of what I have to do.

That's all I can think of at the moment, though I'm quite sure the list could go on for some time more. You get the idea, however.

What really make me happy is:
- my boyfriend and his care and love about me;
- talk to my parents and eat in restaurants with them;
- play with my dog;
- have one day of good relation with my sister;
- rice, beans, meat and french fries made by my mom;
- painting and drawing;
- comics book;
- pop corn and coke;
- listen to my favorite musics alone in my bedroom;
- live

"To crush your enemies, to see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentations of their women."
-"Conan the Barbarian"






Just kidding.

I don't like to hear women cry.

My amazing daughter

My Son

Being Single!!!

The smell of bookstores

history

learning to keep my mouth shut

my friends

popcorn with butter

Pepsi

loving and being loved

Doing 90 MPH, going Lights and siren, with a life in my hands

surfing

the ocean and any water

Making progress in my chosen career.

Drawing of any sort, but especially inking my comic.

Painting.

The art supply store, even when I can't find exactly what I came for, there's just something about the place.

Old fashioned B&W photo printing - that moment when the image magically appears on the paper.

Meditating.

Some yoga.

The zen of sewing or quiltmaking - provided it's going well.

Dancing.

Being finished with shopping if I've found something that works (I usually dislike the actual process itself, but success is success.)

Note...Return Magister Nemo's gift of hardcore S&M.

My son, My daughter, my step daughter
My beautiful wife!
All 3 of my cats
The feeling of piercing anothers flesh. (Body piercer, not a murderer)
My own Body Modifications
Selected 80's bands (The Cure, Concrete Blond, Depeche Mode. ETC)
celtic musics.
Zombies
Stormy nights
Deep Dish Pizza (AKA Chicago Style)
Any movies that Hannible Lecter happens to be in..
To steal this from somebody else. The way old comic books or books smell..