I'm an NRA-certified Expert Rifleman.

I usually do drive-by insults, and keep moving until I realize the next day how horrible I am.

I learned a great deal about myself, and it forced me to be introspective in a way that I'm not typically, but "reporting" on my own life became emotionally exhausting.

I will be the 43-year-old guy in the jumpsuit. In my estimation and my image of myself is that I am 23 and can get away with it. If I didn't have the show, I would be in one right now. It would be denim, but I love a terry.

I better be honest about my feelings, even those involving loneliness, jealousy, and fear.

The Internet is for haters. Everyone wants to knock somebody down, but it's cool.

I'm actually interested and enthusiastic. Even when I walk into a show not knowing much about my guest, I always come away as more of a fan or enthusiast.