I poured spot remover on my dog. Now he's gone.
I just have a relationship with my imagination. It's like my friend, almost.
I saw a man with a wooden leg and a real foot.
Day One: Still tired from the move.
You know how it is when you're reading a book and falling asleep, you're reading, reading... and all of a sudden you notice your eyes are closed? I'm like that all the time.
I saw a close friend of mine the other day. . . . He said, "Stephen, why haven't you called me?" I said, "I can't call everyone I want. My new phone has no five on it." He said, "How long have you had it?" I said, "I don't know . . . my calendar has no sevens on it."