When I woke up this morning my girlfriend asked me, 'Did you sleep good?' I said 'No, I made a few mistakes.'

Last year I went fishing with Salvador Dali. He was using a dotted line. He caught every other fish.

It usually helps me write by reading - somehow the reading gear in your head turns the writing gear.

Monday is an awful way to spend 1/7 of your life.

When I was ten, my pa told me never to talk to strangers. We haven't spoken since.

So I got off the plane and I forget to take off my seat-belt and I'm dragging the plane through the terminal... The wings are knocking people over.

The things I talk about and explain couldn't happen - yet, they don't seem impossible - you could say I talk about the world in an abstract perspective. But then, the world is basically insane - and it's trying to pass itself off as being a sane place. I show it for what it is.