I travel for work, but recently, friends said I should take major trips.

It's mysterious what attracts you to a person.

No pay, no Goldblum. That's it.

Oh yeah, oohing and ahhing, that's how it always starts, but later there's the running and screaming.

The universe is so big, there's so many worlds, there must be one of them or more, something that's alive.

Amazing tradition. They throw a great party for you on the one day they know you can't come.

I think we're dealing with a realm of human experience that doesn't get all that much attention on television.