Books that ruin your sleep. Movies that unravel in your head days later. Random Wikipedia rabbit holes about languages, history, Podcasts that turn a “quick listen” into three hours, Revolutions, coups, and the messy aftermath nobody puts in textbooks, Free will debates that leave you aware of your breathing.

Yeah that's me at 12 am putting off sleep. But then  at 12:15 am the guilt hits and I trudge to bed.

I’ve reached the age where I can admit two things at once: people are exhausting… and I still like them. I get along best with folks that can disagree amicably, laugh at themselves, and be straightforward without making it the loudest parts of their personalities. Looking forward to conversations that have room in them with pauses and late replies because life happened.

¿Me echas una mano con mi español?

Pickleball, Standard card deck games, Books

Used to be that movies used to be my main source of escape, along with books.  Nowadays its more of an indulgence only when life allows. That said, these are the movies that stayed with me the most.

Cidade de Deus
Tropa de Elite (both)
Three Kings
The Good The Bad & The Weird
Memories of Murder
Un Prophete
Ondskan
King of Devil's Island
Miller's Crossing
Sanjuro
Apocalypto
Bullet in the Head
Kingdom of Heaven (Director's Cut)

Oh and Complete Martial Arts movie aficionado .

Putting it in tiers since that makes more sense.

The Wire (nothing has ever come close for me)

The Shield(No, not the Marvel one), Spawn, Sopranos, Gomorrah

Whose Line is it Anyway (old US), Black Adder, Malcolm in the Middle

Deadwood, Shameless, Twin Peaks, The Punisher

Books...can't get enough of them.
My preferred genres are all over the place. Geopolitics & IR , Pop Science,  Sci-Fi and Fantasy are what have kept my attention the longest.


Authors:
Iain M. Banks, Joe Abercrombie, Ian McDonald, Steven Pinker, Brian Greene, Mary Roach, Mark Lawrence, John Gwynne and more.

Books:
Thinking Fast & Slow, Iconoclasts, Sapiens, The First Law, Culture Series, Prisoners of Geography, Sandworm

He was the sort of person who stood on mountaintops during thunderstorms in wet copper armour shouting 'All the Gods are bastards. - Terry Pratchett