And seemingly as winter has become spring, confusion has become insight.

No matter how solid or structured or set you think you are, there is, you know, a very thin line keeping us all from sort of chaos, in some perspective. And you know, I don't view that really as a negative thing at all, but it just is the truth.

I'm Doctor McMahon with a Ph.D. in sweet-ass rock with an emphasis in set list creation.

I like to watch people have fun and then trip them while they're doing so.

I think that's the most important thing: when life kind of screws you over a little bit, you've got to learn from that experience.

It's always strange to read the things you've hoped for in the past because by now those hopes may be spoken for or gone, transformed or altogether forgotten. Like time, hope can be so senseless. It can carry us up mountains or lie us in the quicksand. But like time, hope is unstoppable, inevitable, and blind. Sometimes we travel fast, hurdling towards the unknown, sometimes the unknown comes hurdling towards us while we watch time standing still.

You're gonna get thrown curve balls left and right, and that's just the way it goes.