My brain was all right back then; it didn't get stuck in ruts.
I work. And I think about work, and I freak out about work, and I think about how much I think about work, and I freak out about how much I think about how much I think about work, and I think about how freaked out I get about how much I think about how much I think about work.
I think you run out of 'I love yous
People don't make good Anchors, though, Craig. They change.
You shouldn't be able to be alive and you are. You want to trade?
They've spent alot of money on me. I'm ashamed.