He works, comes home, drinks screwdrivers and contemplates life, then he eats, watches sitcoms and goes to bed (a watches sitcoms in the bedroom or falls asleep in the chair watching sitcoms in the living room). He'll usually talk to me about work or politics or some deeper topic every now and then.
On the weekends he does yard work and visits my grandma and occasionally he'll go out to eat with my mom.
He likes silly gimmicky toys (remote controlled cars, helicopters, robots, ext) but they lose their appeal quickly. He used to be big into James Bond movies, he likes Mel Brooks films, the occasional crime drama. He used to watch documentaries, not so much anymore.
The only time he's ever played video games was the old school arcade games when he was younger and when I was very small, he bought a console and I remember his excitement in showing it to me and I watched him play it, but for the love of me, I can't remember which console it was, all I remember really is a boxy looking thing and a game that was very clearly a point and click with a horror, adventure theme to it (in color). My mom said it was an Atari, but I don't think that's the right era, the graphics were more advanced, PC-like (though I know my dad was a fan of Atari).