There Are Some Parents Who Have Really

I Really Don't Want To Thank My Wife Because I Could Be Bussing Tables At The Daily Grill Right Now If Not For Her. Jesus, What A Gig That'd Be.

I Had This Bad-boy-from-new York Vibe Going, Dressed Like A Punk Rocker With Spiky Hair.

Sometimes You Just Gotta Be Drop-kicked Out Of The Nest.

I Think Paranoia Goes From Generation To Generation. It's Convenient To Imagine That There's A Few People Controlling Everything, That Way It's Manageable And Small. But That's Not Life, Life Is Messy.

I Take Some Pride In... Representing Myself Exactly How I Would Like To Have My Son Remember Me To His Kids.