People hear about stuff from their friends or a magazine or a newspaper.

I can't tell one from the other:I find you or you find me?There was a time before we were born If someone asks, this is where I'll be.

There was an op-ed piece in The New York Times by an evolutionary biologist or somebody - which was a curious place for the opinion to come from - and he said that there's no such thing as a completely free, uncensored medium, that people censor themselves all the time, in deference to hurting other people's feelings, or offending other groups, or in their own, not to provoke a fight. And you do self-censor certain things, and it's not necessarily a bad thing. That's just the way human social interaction works.

I have trouble imagining what I could do that's beyond the practicality of what I can do.

Suburban houses and tin sheds are often the objects of ridicule.

People use irony as a defense mechanism.

I knew I wanted to have a doll of myself on the cover. I thought, I wanna see myself as a Ken doll.