Sometimes I Snore, Like When

I Have A Brother Who Gives Socks For Christmas. He Gives Socks. Every Year, I Get A Pair Of Socks From Him.

[my Brother] Lived In A Dry Gulch Where The World Of Socks And Shoes Became Extremely Fascinating, And He Felt That Everyone Needs A Good Pair Of Socks, And Why Not Limit His Gift Giving To Something That Everybody Needs? He Thought That There Was Something Humorous About It. So He Gives Socks.

There's Definitely A Lot Of Trash That Comes With The Prize Of Being Famous. It's A Nice Gift, But There's A Lot Of Wrapping And Paper And Junk To Cut Through. Back Then, When A Movie Came Out And People Saw You On The Street, Their Reaction Was So Supercharged That It Was Scary. It Would Frighten Other People. It Used To Really Rattle Me. I Mean, Everybody Would Love To Have Their Clothes Torn Off By A Mob Of Girls, But Being Screamed At Is Different.

The Automatic Things You Do Are Basically Those Things That Keep You From Doing The Better Things You Need To Do.

I Love The Financing. It's Fun To Do Studio Movies, Too. I Think You Should Do Both. You Don't Want To Be This, "he's An Independent Film Guy." It Sounds Like, "he Makes His Own Dresses."