I wouldn't say jamie is an evil genius. I'm not sure he's evil and I'm not sure he's a genius.

Deadlines refine the mind. They remove variables like exotic materials and processes that take too long. The closer the deadline, the more likely you'll start thinking waaay outside the box.

Sometimes my brain writes a check that reality can't cash.

Growing up in New York, I was sort of shocked when I realized that my children are Californians. They are 14 years old, and I explain to them frequently that they will never realize the glory of a snow day. You wake up and the world says, 'Oops, it's too much fun to go to school, you've got to stay home and deal with the snow!'

It's a treat to see the sun rise over the desert. What am I saying? It's a treat to fire off a rocket car over the desert!

That was excellent! I mean, it didn't do anything, but it looked really cool!

I had saved a few hundred photos of dodo skeletons into my 'Creative Projects' folder - it's a repository for my brain, everything that I could possibly be interested in. Any time I have an Internet connection, there's a sluice of stuff moving into there, everything from beautiful rings to cockpit photos.