I used to love to draw things that made me laugh or made friends laugh. When I was 13 or 14, I started thinking, This is what I like to do more than anything else.

My life is so boring that your brains are going to melt and come out of your eyes.

Childhood - that was not my favorite time in my life.

I putter. I nurse old grudges. I fold origami while nursing old grudges. I think about the past. I wonder if there’s any grudges I should start.

You would open a drawer, which my father had jammed full of newspapers, and the bottom would drop out. There were buttons and screws and nails and bottle caps and jar lids – the drawer of jar lids! Why? Because they're made of metal and maybe there'll be another war and we'll need the metal. A friend of mine – I quote him in the book – says, 'You have found the source of the river eBay.'

A friend of mine gave me a very good piece of advice, which is if you don't think your kids are going to want it, don't take it.

I always imagined my little cartoons on plates for some reason.