All life is a blur of Republicans and meat.
I had a mixture, my father was a career army man and my mother was a writer.
Their scrambled attention spans struck me as a metaphor for the way we get our doses of reality these days.
Mike Judge, who I've become friends with over the years never took himself seriously as an artist.
I had a very diametrically opposite set of parents.
She encouraged any artistic impulse I had, and my father discouraged any artistic impulse I had. They took out their problems with each other on me and my sister.