Yeah, that's right. Flee in terror, bitches!

It was interesting looking back at the '80s and trying to find newspaper headlines from the time - the cliché of history repeating itself.

I remember seeing Stand by Me, when I was around 12, and just feeling like, "This is so refreshing to see kids swear and smoke cigarettes like my friends." It just felt much more real than the Sesame Street version of childhood that I'd been spoon-fed.

I sort of jumped out of movies and into the lifeboat of comics. I loved it right away. It was the opposite of film school. Whatever was in my imagination could end up in the finished product. There were just no limitations.

Violence is stupid. Even as a last resort, it only ever begets more of the same.

The biggest inspiration for everything I do is, of course, my wife, playwright Ruth McKee.

They hurt you. You hurt 'em back. Or maybe it is the other way around. Whatever. Someday you might find a way to forgive each other. But it won't be like it used to 'cause that pain never really goes away.