I never know when the seeds are being laid, I'm just like, "Wow, that's a pretty cool scene. Is that? Are we laying seeds here?"

I am in the continual process of transcending fear-based rituals

Whenever I watch someone doing something, even if it doesn't turn out so great, I at least admire their intentions and stuff.

I loved it, it's such fun. I like that people are seeing it and then talking about it. Like when I took my son and his friends to see Napoleon Dynamite last year, we spent the next six weeks trying to explain it.

Does any new parent, even if you're not a first-time parent, ever really know what to do?

Im such a work in progress at the moment, its crazy, and life wants me on edge, I swear to you. But as long as I dont forget the past, Im cool. One must always be mindful, just like you might forget that old girlfriend who tried to slit your throat, but shes really still hot. If you remember the stitches more than you remember the pussy, youre going to be just fine.

I've always felt like such an outsider in this industry. Because I'm so insane I guess.