Shut Your Damn Mouth.

I Don't Put A Great Deal Of Stock In Art Trophies.

I Have A Kenwood Charcoal Grill. In Our House, If Anybody Is Cooking, It's Me. I Love Making Burgers. I Love Making Pork Tenderloin. Lamb Chops I Do On The Grill A Lot. But You Just Can't Beat Brats.

If I Put Down My Tweeter Machine For A Minute, I Actually Can Communicate With People. As An Aside, Astonishingly, I Just Started Doing Twitter.

I Think It's Fascinating That I Receive Attention For What People Perceive To Be A Level Of Manliness Or Machismo, When Amongst My Family Of Farmers And Paramedics And Regular Americans, I'm Kind Of The Sissy In My Family.

It Was On A Van Ride Home From The Movie Set That Everything Came Together. I Realized I Had To Get Off Twitter. It Just Struck Me That I Couldn't Stop Everyone Else From Doing It, But I Could Certainly Stop Myself.