The third guy was different. He was what you got when you ate squirrels for four generations. Smarter than a rat and tougher than a goat, and jumpier than either one.

No, I'm a man with a rule. People leave me alone, I leave them alone. If they don't, I don't.

Imagine the uproar if the Federal government tried to make everyone wear a radio transmitter around their neck so we can keep track of their movements. But people happily carry their cell phones in their purses and pockets.

I was fired from my television job, simple as that. Well, downsized, really, a classic 1990s situation.

What do I miss about the UK? Sadly, almost nothing. Maybe the midnight sun, in June in the north. That's all.

I was in television drama, which is a first cousin to the movies, and I trust myself to make the right decisions.

It's a kind of zen question: if you write a book and no one reads it, is it really a book?