I Wait For Good Opportunities To Come

You've Probably Read In People That I'm A Nice Guy - But When The Doctor First Told Me I Had Parkinson's, I Wanted To Kill Him.

I Remember My Son Wanted To Go To Bed With His Cowboy Boots On, And We Had This Fight For Like An Hour. Then I Realized That The Only Good Reason I Had For Him Not To Do It Is Because I Didn't Want Him To. There Was Really No Other Reason. And Finally I Said, "ok, Fine." It Was A Great Victory For Me, Because I Realized It Doesn't Really Matter.

Curiosity May Have Killed The Cat, But It Saved My Ass.

There's Something I Have About Being Canadian - There's A Distance It Gives You When You Live In The States And Operate In American Culture. You Approach Familiar Things A Different Way; You Come At It From A Different Angle. It's A Trait That Runs Through A Lot Canadian Artists' Work And Actors' Work And Musicians' - That Kind Of Special Remove.

I Don't Set A Whole Lot Of Goals. It Smacks A Little Bit Of Will To Me, And I Find That Will Is Not The Way To Go For Me.