I think when my mother died, it was such a - you know, a shock to the logic that I had been raised with.

How'd we come up with the robe? Was some guy just like, 'Hey, I've got an idea! Why don't we make a coat out of a towel? You can have a little belt that goes around. You could dunk the belt in the toilet! Have a toilet belt.'

Steakhouses sort of have this old-school nature to them; they're like museums full of good food. It's fun hearing the waiter share his expertise on the different cuts of beef and how they're going to cut up your baked potato.

Ever eat so much you feel sick? Isn't that the best?

I am originally from Indiana. I know what most of you are thinking: Indiana - mafia.

I lived across from a Catholic church for 15 years that I never went into. And then I got married to my wife and - you know, and now we're going in there every other day baptizing a kid.

That's not to say that I'm a well-informed Catholic. I'm still in idiot.