My Life Is Not Unlike Truman's. I

My Social Life Goes In Bursts, Where I Get Like, "oh, I Gotta Get Out And Do Something, Man, I Gotta Do Something." And I'll Plan A Trip And Go On A Motorcycle Trip Down The Baja Peninsula For 900 Miles And I'll Hang Out With My Friends For Like A Month, And Then They'll Never See Me For Two Months Or Three Months Or Whatever, And I Won't Answer Any Calls.

All There Will Ever Be Is What's Happening Here. Decisions We Make In This Moment Are Based On Either Love Or Fear. So Many Of Us Choose Our Path Out Of Fear, Disguised As Practicality.

I Don't Know What Happened To Architecture [in Las-vegas] I Think They're Getting Us Ready For Space Colonies Or Something, Nobody Puts A Window In That You Can Crack.

Well This Is Just A Fist. But When I Start Throwing It Around I Can Leave One Hell Of A Mess.

I Don't Think Anybody Should Go Through Life Without A Team Of Psychologists. I Have Been Through Times When I'm Literally Squatting In The Living Room, Having One Of Those Open-throated Cries, Where You're Crying All The Way To Your Butthole. I Always Believed I Would Come Out Of It, Though.