Stripping toughened my hide, but exposing myself as a writer has been a lot more brutal.

I don't have a terrible singing voice, but I also wouldn't call it 'good.' I can carry a tune.

I don't know if I have some kind of defiance disorder or something, but if I'm hired to write something by "The Man," or by a studio, for whatever reason, it's really hard for me to finish. I inevitably wind up using that time to write something else.

Juno MacGuff: You can never have too many of your favorite one calorie breath mints.

I hear that 5 o'clock whistle in my mind like Fred Flintstone and I have to stop. I'm also not much of a morning writer. I have a sweet spot from about 11am to 4pm. But I really work during that time.

Of course, the strippers also take pains not to appear too innocent, valorous, or bookishly inclined. (In direct opposition to the Swayze Mandate of 1987, everybody puts Baby in a goddamn corner.)

The Rolling Stones are so versatile, they're like the band version of that Infinite Dress they sell on QVC.