It's Easy To Say No, I'm Not

What Have I Done? I've Blundered My Way Through Life. So I Have My Picture On The Wall. The Minute I Die, That Picture Will Start To Yellow And Fade And Eventually Be Gone. Blown In The Wind And Become Part Of The Molecular Structure Of Something Else. These Things We See As "success," They're Non-accomplishments.

If There's Anything I'm Not Pompous About, It's Myself Or My Work. But I Seem To Be Able To Play It.

I Sometimes Find That In Interviews You Learn More About Yourself Than The Person Learned About You.

These People Who Come To Comic-con And Dress Up - All Across The Country, The Rest Of The Population Who Doesn't Understand Are Scoffing At Them.

I'm Looking For The Perfect Paintball Movie.