The older boy is fixated upon Scooby Doo. I mean, the younger one is as well, but not to the extent that the older one has honed in on it. Both of them have SD underpants, we have two Scooby Doo video games and they enjoy my Scooby impressions.
He also wants a puppy. Every time he mentions how much he wants one, he immediately amends it with, "But we can't, because we live in an apartment." This isn't entirely true, but it's something I told him when I moved in. See, we had a dog (which my ex managed to lose last summer while the boys were here) and I had to explain to him why Tibby wasn't coming with them for the summer. But he desperately wants a canine friend to hang out with.
Finally, we've watched (and recorded) episodes of Ghost Hunters, which he's been bugging me about since he got here. Apparently, his mother let him watch an episode of the show at some point and from then on was obligated to DVR it for him. I've set the VCR for the new episode of the new season tonight and we'll likely continue taping it and watching it at intervals.
With no other major life goals (with the possibility of race car driver, but only if it's on a bright orange track that defies ordinary physics), I suspect he will want to drive around in a psychedilic van with a doggy friend looking for ghosts.
Jinkys.