I drew the last image ever of Opus at midnight while Puccini was playing and I got rather stupid. Thirty years. A bit like saying goodbye to a child - which is ironic because I was never, never sentimental about him as many of his fans were.

The universe throws us some obvious little pitches sometimes, and we need to be awake enough not to let them slip by.

My kids hear me behind my door, giggling like an idiot, and they roll their eyes at the blatant indignity of it all.

A mind is a terrible thing. All this evolution nonsense is making me feel like a complete APE!

'Harry Potter' shouldn't be children's first experience with suspense and plot turns.

I drew the last image ever of Opus at midnight while Puccini was playing and I got rather stupid. Thirty years. A bit like saying goodbye to a child - which is ironic because I was never, never sentimental about him as many of his fans were.

I knew 'Mars Needs Moms! ' would be a movie seconds after the title came to mind. Similarly, I also knew that my daughter would be calling me a dork as a default term of endearment eventually.