I've started looking at my own father a bit funny. He assures me, though, that I really am the son of a Scottish postman.

I only like sports that Bond villains played.

Being guilty tends to engender feelings of guilt.

World War Z is out today. The big zombie movie. The trailer looks scary. You see hordes of bodies climbing and rolling over each other. It's like Black Friday at the mall.

I did have a love for literature that overpowered my hatred of the people who taught it, and I think because I had no respect for the teachers, their attitude didn't poison the writing that I was discovering for myself.

I have a beard. Just not on my face.

HD doesn't mean anything to me. It's a technical thing. It's like demographics. A lot of people know about it.