I believe that the Good Lord gave us a finite number of heartbeats and I'm damned if I'm going to use up mine running up and down a street.

I like the aspect of technology. For me to spin the way I do, I would have to carry five crates of records with me everywhere I go, which in this day and age would be like two hundred extra dollars in baggage fees. All I need now is a hard drive and a computer and I can rock anywhere in the world.

It's different, but it's very pretty out here. I suppose they are going to make a big deal of all this.

Shoot for the stars but if you happen to miss shoot for the moon instead.

I am, and ever will be, a white-socks, pocket-protector, nerdy engineer.

I guess we all like to be recognized not for one piece of fireworks but for the ledger of our daily work.

The Eagle has landed.