In summary, our world is doomed.

I think somebody's marketing a thing that Hoovers up your Twitter and it will continue tweeting for you after you're dead. I have no idea whether they saw "Be Right Back" or not.

I'm known as being a massive dweeb who's into video games and so on.

Most writers or performers walk around with the notion in their head that - a paranoid worry that maybe people don't like them.

We take things that would have struck us as miraculous five years ago for granted. Like Pokémon Go would have been insane, and now it's just like, "Oh, okay."

Everyone had clearly spent far too long perfecting their appearance. I used to feel intimidated by people like this; now I see them as walking insecurity beacons, slaves to the perceived judgment of others, trapped within a self- perpetuating circle of crushing status anxiety.

[One of my kids ]is not named after Aldous Huxley. I haven't even read Brave New World!