I'd be in the backyard minding my own business. The other kids would call me names, like meatball head or neo-Calvinist. I'd run after them, but lucky for them the chain would snap my neck back.

He taught me never to smile, which helps me when I visit disaster sites.

I had a very close relationship with another kid when I was growing up. I was his imaginary friend.

I've always kind of pushed the envelope in terms of trying to get away with things no one else was going near. I always thought of myself like a mouse trying to get cheese that no one else could get without getting their tail snipped off.

I love Florida. I love the beach. I love the sound of the crashing surfers against the rocks.

The American government is making nuclear weapons like there's no tomorrow.

I was walking down fifth avenue today and I found a wallet, and I was gonna keep it, rather than return it, but I thought: well, if I lost a hundred and fifty dollars, how would I feel? And I realized I would want to be taught a lesson.