There is no meaning. Does that bother you?

water, oxygen, food, Earth's gravitational pull, umm . . . more food

The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, The Three Musketeers, Slaughterhouse-Five, Crime and Punishment, The Crying of Lot 49, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Ulysses, On the Road, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?, and more. Basically anything by Kurt Vonnegut and Haruki Murakami. Fyodor Dostoyevsky is working up there, too.

I imagine various objects exploding. You should try it some time.

Flying Lotus, Bjork, Massive Attack, J Dilla, Morphine, Cocteau Twins, Burial, Mount Kimbie, Howlin' Wolf, Buddy Guy, Charles Mingus, Ornette Coleman, John Coltrane, Husker Du, The Replacements, The Clash, The Pharcyde, Tom Waits, David Bowie, Philip Glass, OutKast, Nas, Mos Def, and many many more

Blade Runner, Being John Malkovich, Pulp Fiction, Mulholland Drive, Seven Samurai, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Metropolis, Brazil, Dr. Strangelove, Or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb, Little Miss Sunshine, Pan's Labyrinth, Office Space, Drunken Master, Oldboy, The Man From Nowhere, The Big Lebowski, and more. Anything by the Coen Brothers, David Lynch, Quentin Tarantino, Terry Gilliam, & Akira Kurosawa

I rode down a busy street on the roof of a moving car.

I'd be in a cryogenic chamber waiting to see how much we fucked up the world in X number of years. Or maybe not. That could turn out confusing and depressing. Umm . . . London, Japan, or some place more interesting than San Antonio.

asymmetrical hand-jiving

Talents escape me.

There's no such thing as perfection.

Dating is for chumps.

Yes, there are little switches in my brain, but I'd prefer if you don't poke at them.

You shouldn't