I Always Liked Making Things, And Then

They Took A Baseball Bat And Whacked Open His Head. Mummy Boy Fell To The Ground; He Finally Was Dead. Inside Of His Head Were No Candy Or Prizes, Just A Few Stray Beetles Of Various Sizes.

If Youve Ever Had That Feeling Of Loneliness, Of Being An Outsider, It Never Quite Leaves You. You Can Be Happy Or Successful Or Whatever, But That Thing Still Stays Within You.

And In That One Grey Hair I Saw My Whole Life And I Said "i Think I Need A Hair.

I Think A Lot Of Kids Feel Alone And Slightly Isolated And In Their Own World.

There Was One Moment, And It Happened In School. I Had A Big Final Exam - We Were Supposed To Write A 20-page Report On This Book About Houdini. I Probably Would Have Loved Reading It, But I Didn't, So I Just Decided To Make A Little Super-8 Movie Based On It. I Tied Myself To The Railroad Tracks And All That. I Mean, This Is Kid Stuff, But It Impressed The Teacher, And I Got An A. And That Was Maybe My First Turning Point, When I Said, 'yeah, I Wouldn't Mind Being A Filmmaker.'