Sometimes I talk to myself in languages I'm unfamiliar with... just to screw with my subconscious.

How young can you die of old age?

I had some eyeglasses. I was walking down the street when suddenly the prescription ran out.

When I erase a word with a pencil, where does it go?

Yesterday I parked my car in a tow-away zone...when I came back the entire area was missing.

I bought a dog the other day. . . . I named him Stay. It's fun to call him. . . . "Come here, Stay! Come here, Stay!" He went insane. Now he just ignores me and keeps typing.

People may think I'm trying something new by telling stories, but they're just jokes connected to give the illusion of stories. But really, I just continue using my imagination and creating. That's what I do.