I think the saddest moments in life have humor in them. I have a memory of coming home from a funeral with my family in the back of a limousine and someone cracking a joke and us just hysterically belly laughing. It's how we always dealt with tragedy in our lives and I think it's such a healthy way to deal with sadness.

I donno, it's not impressive. Once I put ear plugs in and put a blind fold on for like 14 minutes and I did just fine.

It turns out Superman is weak to Kryptonite and horses.

I'm not gay, but I'm still the kind of guy where, even though you have no chance, they still want to hang around me so you can get a good mental image and jerk off to me later.

It's always weird being the only white person in a group. It feels like everyone's looking to me for guidance.

I don't want to blame it all on 9/11, but it certainly didn't help matters.

I wouldn't call myself a modern Shakespeare, but Shakespeare was probably to his generation what I am to mine.