August, The Summer's Last Messenger

I Don't Get A Lot Of Choices In Movies. It's Not Like I'm Brad Pitt And I Can Walk In And Go Here's The Film I Want To Do And Everyone Runs Around... I Don't Have That. I Stand In Line And Do Auditions. I'm There With 80 Other Guys Trying To Be That Guy. Every Once In Awhile I Luck Out.

Sleep Is For Squares.

People Who Keep A Large Snake In Their Apartment Building, Which Happens Quite A Bit, All Of A Sudden, Within Two Summers, Have A 14-foot Animal That's Eating Adult Rabbits, And Needs Quite A Bit Of Room And Quite A Bit Of Heat. That's The Animal That Gets Put In The Back Of A Pick-up Truck And Dumped Into The Florida Everglades Or The City Lake, Or Just Left On A Doorstep - Again, It's Quite Often The Animal That Suffers.

I Always Start Tours With A Great Deal Of Anticipation.

When You See The Escalades And The Hummers Driving Down The Street, At Least In Los Angeles, This Dry, Flat Desert With Shopping Malls, When You See Someone Driving One Of Those Through This You're Like, 'you Are Definitely Part Of The Problem.'