Beautiful clear day in Beverly Hills. The sweet smell of Botox is in the air.

The favorite method of vice is to diss all responsibility be work or social, go off by myself, and enjoy a good steak and a great glass of wine. Oh yeah, and my kids are there too.

Soon, I'm going to meet somebody around my own age, and she's going to be smart and beautiful, and I'm going to date her daughter.

I like to approach every day like it's my first, so this morning when I woke up I covered my body with red gelatin.

What do you do if you're in the car and your girlfriend touches your crotch then asks you to remind her to get kitchen scissors?

In the creative sense, I'm looking forward to collaborating with people I have mutual respect for to create some really good work.

When someone you love is hurting, if it was possible, you'd want to take their pain for them. But do I really want cramps and sore boobs?