Maybe one of the strangest opportunities was I got to ring the closing bell on the New York Stock Exchange.

I'm driving down the freeway the other day, on my way to Knott's Scary Farm probably, and I hear this report on NPR that the whole lemmings thing was faked in the 1950s. They were shooting a wildlife documentary in the '50s, they found a group of lemmings, and the crew chased them all off a cliff. No lemming has ever jumped off a cliff, purposefully, ever. Isn't that unbelievable?

When I was a kid... I don't know which was more embarrassing, when I was really into The Beatles or when I was a hippie.

I hate to sound cliché, but it would probably be the day my daughter was born. That was a pretty amazing experience.

I believed that lemmings really jump off of cliffs.

One of the things that's kind of persistent is that I am the model on the cover of Tom Waits' album, Small Change.

My first ones were The Young Rascals. I made out with Dino Danelli, the drummer, in the alley behind the City Auditorium. Then I met Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young. Mitch Ryder & The Detroit Wheels. This is all way, way back in the day. Later I got in the big leagues, like chasing around The Rolling Stones. And I hid in the bus for Paul Revere & The Raiders. And The Zombies.