I was inspired by a question that kept repeating itself in my mind: Could I really change my life? I'd spent so many days, weeks, months, and years thinking about doing things with my life, and now I wanted to know, if I committed to a goal and woke up every single day working hard at it, could I change my life?

If I have learned anything from my SIMS family: When a child doesn't see his father enough he starts to jump up and down, then his mood level will drop until he pees himself.

Can't one human being not like another human being? Can't we all just not get along?

I've been writing for myself since I was a teenager - I got into top-lining for some other artists/producers, but the focus was always on my own stuff.

If reality TV has taught us anything, it's that you can't keep people with no shame down.

All around us, people were cool. By association, so were we.

I have many, many voices. I talk to my dogs like in the strangest voices you can imagine.