I want to learn more about the world. It makes me want to get up and go.

One of the most insane environments I have ever spent time in is a gun range. There we are, all in a line, armed to the teeth, firing away.

I’m packed with broken glass and memories and it all hurts.

I am a white guy in America with an education, albeit high school, but a pretty good one. Another guy from a different demographic or different ethnicity in America can look at me and say, "You take a lot for granted." Well... okay. I just live in a white male American reality, where I hear you but I don't know if I necessarily read you.

Russia is tough. The history, the land, the people - brutal.

If some band sucks, you're going to have to find out about it for yourself, because I don't have the interest in issuing warnings.

I live my life through the prism of capitalism and physiological limits and eventualities. In all of that, there is no spirituality required. No God and karma is needed for the numbers. I live my life by the numbers. Not only am I an American, I am an Americanist.