For a change lady luck seemed to be smiling on me. Then again maybe the fickle wench was just lulling me into a false sense of security while she reached for a rock.

It just seemed too weird to me. I don't know maybe they were smoking a joint in the car downstairs from their parents' apartment. I had to go that far to put together a scenario of how they could have possibly recognized me.

Mickey Mouse popped out of my mind onto a drawing pad 20 years ago on a train ride from Manhattan to Hollywood at a time when business fortunes of my brother Roy and myself were at lowest ebb and disaster seemed right around the corner.

Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.

I saw Richard Linklater's film 'Slacker' for my twenty-first birthday. That was the moment when it all seemed possible. This guy gave me hope.

Throughout my life I have always been amazed that people couldn't listen to other people that they couldn't hear their best intent that there seemed to be an enormous need to demonize.

Beauty and the Beast seemed like it all was really brown. The whole thing was just so brown and orange and yellow like Burger King or something. I don't think I would have liked Beauty and the Beast at any age.

Artistic qualities that once seemed undeniable don't seem so now. Sometimes these fluctuations are only fickleness of taste momentary glitches in an artist's work or an artist getting ahead of his audience (it took me ten years to catch up to Albert Oehlen). Other times however these problems mean there's something wrong with the art.

The poor monkey quietly seated on the ground seemed to be in sore trouble at this display of anger.

'Aladdin' was probably my favorite Disney animation when I was a kid. The animation was great and Robin Williams was unbelievable as the Genie. 'Aladdin' was an amazing adventure and the lead character was a hero for guys which I loved. It wasn't a princess or a girl beating the odds it was a street rat. That seemed really cool to me.

I had a friend whose family had dinner together. The mother would tuck you in at night and make breakfast in the morning. They even had a spare bike for a friend. It just seemed so amazing to me.

After I lost my fiance it seemed like it would be better to always be alone than to risk being hurt again.

The idea of regretting not doing this seemed insane to me. Sitting in the corner at a bar at age 60 saying: 'I could've been Bond. Buy me a drink.' That's the saddest place I could be. At least now at 60 I can say: 'I was Bond. Now buy me a drink.'