No one knows who the real me is, so I can be a hundred different kinds of me.

I would like to be known as someone who was really sweet but also knowledgeable in all areas of life.

At first the kid kicking the back of my airplane seat was enraging. Then I imagined it was a broken massage chair and I kinda liked it.

As you can see, I speak many languages, including the language of sex.

If you are feeling overly optimistic the Republican Candidates Debate is on.

I'd hate to be a writer forever and never perform, and I'd hate to perform and not write. I get sad if time has passed and I haven't written or made anything. I'm an artist.

Mel: What was your name again? Rain: Rain. Mel: Oh that's nice. Kind of like bad weather.