Writing short stories and listening to various Baroque compositions.
Advocating for reptiles' rights and striving towards educational awareness and sympathy for our cold-blooded brethren and sistren.
And finally, sleeping soundly in the glorious Idaho sunshine.
I'm pretty sure the apocalypse will come in the form of tylenol mice raining from the sky. It's like you screw something up, try to fix it but fail, and finally get a taste of your own medicine. The irony would be sweet.