My interests vary on the mood I'm in. Like if I'm in a bad mood, I'll listen to Ozzy's Diary Of A Madman album, or watch Fight Club, and read true crime books. If I'm in a good mood I'll listen to 80's pop music, watch Grease & read Calvin & Hobbes. If I'm in a bummed out mood, I'll listen to the blues, watch a tearjerker like Love Story (yes, I like tearjerkers), or read about some tragedy....like 9-11, Titanic, etc.

My main music interests are 80's, classic rock, and the blues. As far as RAP is concerned, today's rap SUCKS compared to 80's & early 90's rap. I can't get into today's rap. LL Cool J, Will Smith & Tone Loc know how to produce some good tunes, except for those 3, the other rap performers suck.

All kinds. Horror, sci-fi, chick flicks, documentaries, action, dramas, comedies, and foreign.

My idols are: Bruce Lee, Elvis Presley & Hulk Hogan. Don't freakin' laugh! :) Bruce Lee, because he kicks ass. Elvis Presley because he was, is, and will always be the King. Name me one performer who is in the R&B hall of fame, gospel hall of fame, and rock n' roll hall of fame AND rumored to be entered in the country music hall of fame in a few years. Nobody but Elvis. Hulk Hogan needs explaining. I didn't say Terry Bollea because Terry Bollea (Hulk's real name), didn't inspire me...Hulk Hogan did. I was born with a rare disorder called Moebius Syndrome. It affected my right side, of my face, and caused my hands not to form at all. Childhood was rough. My parents going through shit didn't make things easier on me neither. I didn't wanna do nothing, I felt sorry for myself, I was at the crossroads. One day, around 12 years-old (1985) I was watching television, and there was a Hulk Hogan match on t.v. If you've seen a Hulk Hogan match, you'd know he beats up his opponents in the first part of his matches, then they beat the living shit outta Hogan, then Hogan hulks up & beats them. I took that & used it in my life. Whenever I was down & out about something, I'd come back up & beat that obstacle, whatever it was. My sister's death, adapting to life & society without hands, and slightly impaired speech, an overly tense father, anything that I went through with back then (& now), I'd fight it, conquer it, and move on to the next obstacle. My parents always wanted me to adapt to everyday things their way. Dress & undress the way they think what's easiest for me, eat the way they think is easiest for me, socialize the way they think is easiest for me...they had no fucking clue what I MYSELF thought. So thanks to Hulk Hogan, I took a stand, nicely & politely told them to fuck off & let me learn my way. That's what I did.