Orphans, dead parents, lonely children at Christmas, morose spoken word recordings, everything you love about the holidays. Move the turkey over so you can fit your head in the oven.

I remember lying down for a nap one day at about 4:00 and walking up at 11:00 the next morning.

I wish you a tolerable Thursday. That's all any of us can hope for.

I always like to get local music when I'm in another country.

Orphans, dead parents, lonely children at Christmas, morose spoken word recordings, everything you love about the holidays. Move the turkey over so you can fit your head in the oven.

I had glow in the dark bands made up and I've given away a ton of them.

I have found that many other countries will buy off on anything American. As much as they hate us, they want to be us more than anything.