I Don't Think The Goal

I've Always Liked To Think Ahead. Not Stupid-far Ahead. A Hundred Years Doesn't Interest Me. But 20 Years Interests Me, And More For What Happens To Humans As Opposed To Things.

Bullfights Are Hugely Popular Because You Can Sit Comfortably With A Hot Dog And Possibly Watch A Man Die. It Wont Be Me, But I Can Sit Comfortably And Watch It.

You Know, When Cameras Are Rolling, Improvisation Doesn't Feel Natural. The Pressure Is Too Great. You're On A Time Schedule. You've Got 60 Crewmen.

Excited About Black Friday. Also Excited About Jew Tuesday.

I've Always Enjoyed Stories That Take Place In The Future But My One Disappointment Was That The Future Books Described Never Came. We're Not On Other Planets, There Are No Flying Cars, And The Only Robots We Have In Our Homes Just Sweep The Floor. So I Wanted To Write About A Future That I Thought Could Really Happen. People Ask Me When I Tell Them The Title Of The Book, 'are We All Dead?' The Good News Is, No. We're Still Here. And I Even Think The Future In My Book Is Strangely Hopeful, Although I'm Sure There Will Be People Who Strongly Disagree.