People Who Freak My Shit Out

First and foremost: Christopher Walken. I don't care what role he plays, he gives me the heebie-jeebies. I'm torn between awe and terror at his performance in Fatboy Slim's "Weapon of Choice" video.

Willem Dafoe is in a similar category, though the "ish" factor is far less severe than that induced by Mr. Walken. Plus, in "Shadow of the Vampire," he played the actor from "Nosferatu" (Max Schreck), who played Count Orlock, who in my opinion, is the most terrifying rendering of a vampire ever portrayed on the silver screen (much scarier than the later Bela Lugosi-esque manifestations of Count Dracula).

Fairuza Balk is just creepy *. I first saw her in the movie "Return to Oz," which scared me so badly as a child that I couldn't sleep for over a week. 1996's classic "The Craft" clinched Fairuza's lifelong membership on my list of People Who Freak My Shit Out. And what's up with her freakishly large mouth?

That dancing old guy from the Six Flags commercials. 'Nuf said.

Joan Rivers. She is not of this world. When the world is annihilated by nuclear warfare, only three things will remain intact: Cheez Whiz, the eyeballs on Marshmallow Peeps, and Joan Rivers's face.

Randy Johnson is a scary-looking dude. I would not want to meet him in a dark alley. Or any alley for that matter.

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* This does not mean that I wouldn't sleep with her.