A bit of Car Detailing, Robots And computer overclocking using Liquid Nitrogen. Used to be a big time gamer as well but that has taken a back seat after marriage and child, which I guess was to be expected,
I've been married and divorced twice, no kids. So I guess I've gotten back my ability to do PC gaming. But I sympathize with you, bro.
I was a Mass Effect fanatic. My Shepard could beat all the others in the universe.

I dig all the
mods for Star Wars: Empire at War, too. Some really great ones out there. Phoenix Rising. Republic at War. I love a really good sci-fi strategy game. And RPGs. I still crank up Diablo II sometimes. How sad is that? Necromancers, baby! And Amazons. Strafe rules all!!! They were my faves. I never really got into FPS and sims.
My hobbies / random other activities... ? I got tired of taking orders from other people in corporate IT, so after I became disabled with nerve damage in my neck and left shoulder/arm/hand, I took the opportunity - whenever I was able to, anyway - to build and sell high-end gaming computers. I did that for a year and a half. (2008-2009). It was as much of a hobby as a business, but I got scared about being able to support
three year warranties on my machines with my unpredictable medical condition.
My rigs were were plenty reliable. By the end of the third year after I sold my last gaming platform, I had only one warranty fix the whole time. A 1TB WD Black hard drive died. Rare, but it happens. $90 to replace it, $40 to ship the system back to the customer. Piece of cake. That was the entire warranty expenditure for my business over almost a five year period. Not bad at all.
I was building with only the very best components I could find and still hit my price points of $1500, $2000, $2500 and $3000. I designed an $8000 rig, but never sold one. It's a small market up there. Lian Li chasses, Plextor SSDs, WD Black Edition HDDs, Seasonic Gold-or-better PSUs, Gigabyte mainboards, EVGA graphics adapters, X-Fi audio, Corsair H-Series water cooling (these work
really well for their price point), Intel Core i5 and Core i7 CPUs, Corsair Dominator and Vengeance system memory, and so on. I'd overclock the CPU by at least 25%, the system memory by 25%, GPU and graphics memory by 10% each. And give a three year warranty. Warrantied the full system, top to bottom. And they were solid. Great performance and nearly perfect reliability at each price level.
But I had to stop for a while when my disability got worse. So I picked up writing. I've always known I could write well, but I had never considered it for a livelihood until just recently. It's something I can do on my own schedule, easily working right around the nerve damage, and never taking orders from anyone. I never did "obey" well. I tended to do much more correcting than obeying. Most bosses don't appreciate that.
I've also become a big movie fan. Yes, that's a fancy way of saying "couch potato". Well, "recliner potato".
I used to collect music. Rarities, hard to find stuff. Mainly Pink Floyd. I have 61 PF albums currently. Most are rarities and bootlegs. The much preferred 1992 edition of the Shine On box set (rather than the less popular 2001 edition). Got it for $160. Half of its market value at the time (around 2004). I was ecstatic.
Um.........what else.......... Not much else. I have two cats. Jinx and Simon. Both are of the domestic long-haired variety, not to be confused with the American Long Hair (ALH) or Domestic Long Hair (DLH) pure breeds. They're long-haired mutts, but they're both beautiful. And I love long-haired cats. So luxurious to pet. They're litter mates. Brother and sister. And they really liked each other for the first three years of their lives. They just turned nine a couple of weeks ago. Nowadays they tolerate each other. Most of the time.
Jinx is the runt of the litter. She was born last in a litter of five kittens. She weighs 7 pounds. She's about 95% black and 5% white. My beautiful good-luck black cat. The superstitions have it wrong. And she's the smartest cat I've ever known. To the point of being scary sometimes.
Simon is 11 pounds of almost solid muscle. Seriously, he's built like a Pit Bull. You pick him up and there's no limberness like you find in most cats. He's just a ball of muscle. I'd hate to be another cat and get into a fight with him. He's not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I love him just the same. When they were about to be born, and they were just spirits picking out their attributes, I think Jinx got into the brains line at least five times. Simon forwent the brains line for the brawn line.
He's about 40% white, %60 gray and brownish tabby markings. He's a real sweetheart. Jinx is too as long as everything is on her terms. 7 pounds or not, she's the boss, and that's just the way it is.
Man, I spend a long time talking about my cats. I guess I need to start making some kids, instead.
I used to play electric bass. Self-taught mostly. Couldn't read or write music or tab. I just played by ear. And I got pretty good. I learned well over 30 Pink Floyd songs. I can play The Wall beginning to end perfectly. I knew about a dozen from Zeppelin, 7 or 8 Rush, about 50 others from various artists. REM's Radio Free Europe. The Hib-Tone Single version. Oh my God it was tough! Cramped up my left hand every time. Three minutes and fifty seconds of burrrrrn. Like running a marathon. Then running another one, then another one. If you could master Radio Free Europe (Hib-Tone Single), it'd feel like you could play anything. And I eventually did master it.
But the damage to my left arm and hand killed my amateur bass playing career. You gotta have a strong left hand to really go on the heavy bass lines, and I just couldn't do it any more. I sold my five-string Fender Jazz Bass, but I still have my Stuart Spector NS-94 four-string. Deep orange slight wood grain finish. Two big, fat, active EMG pickups. Smooooooth tone and great sustain even on a little practice amp. I still have my big Peavey TNT 15" 160w combo unit. It kicks hard. It really shakes the house down.
I had just started into petals/effects when I got to where I couldn't play any more. I've got a distortion petal, and a switch petal that came with the Peavey to toggle the reverb. That's it. I think I sold the distortion petal on eBay about ten years ago, but I'm not really sure. It might still be around here.
I need strings for the NS-94. And I need to do a neck alignment to it. But man, if I could get back to being able to play, I'd love to do it. I'm going to do it. I'll never sell her, so I better just get myself where I can play again. She's lonely. She's been lonely a long time. Got her in a soft bag. Sold my damn hard case. I shouldn't have.
Oh well. One day, it'll be me and her again. One day... one day...
OK, I've rambled enough. This is my life, and these are (or recently were) my hobbies.