My words from Morgana the Great:
What is there to say about hugs? They are the greatest in the world. They embody all that is comfort and security from childhood. They're warm and snuggly and should be shared freely on the assumption that I'm at equal shower-level with someone. Ie, hugging friends while camping is OK, but hugging a freshly showered friend after coming back from camping is more of a grime assault than a comfort. Ideally, hugs should be at least several seconds, involve maximum surface area contact, and should override most other thoughts other than love and affection.
This is sort of Mixed. My dad and my grandfather were powerful influences and caused a substantial amount of isolation, insecurity, and resentment throughout all levels of family. Both of my parents have already passed. 3 of 4 grandparents are passed, with the 4th being intermittently mentally impaired due to age. I have a sibling, but we're in different head spaces which can sometimes lead to exaggerated tension. I have an aunt and a few uncles, a few cousins, and some distant relatives. They're all good people, but we're not really close. We just keep tabs on eachother from time to time.
On the other hand, I have a wife and two sons. The three of them are amazing. Not only do they put up with me, but they like me. They're all amazing people, brilliant, and very creative. They're very loving. In the same class are a moderately small selection of friends who live far away but whom I love, admire and appreciate as much as my nuclear family. These people have redefined to me what family is and can be.
Play, work, and hobby pretty much all tie into technology. About 50% of my time is spent with computer technology, including Enterprise IT, personal computers, networking, storage, and everything in between. A new hobby of airplanes has promise for taking a bite out of that, but so far, it has amounted to about 500 hours of learning, most of that in 2008, and only about 120 in the air. Beyond that, I spuriously become instant expert in various disciplines of science and technology. More complexity is best. Motivation is usually an idea whose exploration is impeded by not knowing. This might be personal, or conversational. Semantics are important. I admire anyone who can become deeply engrossed with some complicated process, and will use the term "geek" with a type qualifier.
I talk and write verbosely. Semantics become more important than the message, as do tangents. I'll ramble sometimes, or sometimes I'll try to use overly precise wording.
This pretty much is a duplicate of hugs to me. I'm a big guy, and I'm hairy. I like hugs more than should be possible, except when it's hot out and I'm trying not to sweat, in which case hugs might be a little shorter. In the winter, when I'm hibernating in my cave, hugs can be any duration, and could easily turn into being snuggled up in front of the TV. You know, if I had a TV somewhere that I could snuggle with someone else. Like I said, I'm a big guy. End to end, I can't really lay on the sofa comfortably, and anyone laying with me would have to lay on me lest they be crushed or knocked off of the sofa. We don't have a TV in the bedroom, so this doesn't happen. But, bean-bag chairs are teh great for snuggles.