What makes me feel old is having no hair on the top of my head.

Every single day the world seems like it is on the brink of falling apart. But then I look outside my window, and things look about the same as they did a week ago. It's almost a form of cognitive dissonance.

I'm obsessed with politics, and I talk about it any chance I can get. I have strong opinions about how the world should be run.

All of us little bald white guys wearing glasses kind of look the same.

It's heartbreaking that so many hundreds of millions of people around the world are desperate for the right to vote, but here in America people stay home on election day.

When I was in my twenties, I thought I was bulletproof.

I taught Bible Study, and there was period where I thought all of my beliefs were right, and everybody who disagreed with me was wrong.