Writing Is A Hard Gig,

I Just Don't Do Anything Fun Anymore. But, That's Dying, Isn't It? I Mean, You Die In Stages, Right? You Let Things Go In Pieces.

It's Said That I Went Into A Rant, But I Think It Went On For About Five Words. I Was Drunk. It Just Turned Into A Big Thing. I Apologized Profusely - Not Once But Three Times. So What's The Problem? It's Four Years Ago. Do I Need To Apologize Again?

We All Present A Version Of Ourselves Whether You've Got A Puppet On Your Hand Or Not. To Actually Be Very Real Out There In A Public Way, Why?

I Could Easily Not Act Again. It's Not A Problem.

Sometimes You Got To A Point Where It Wasn't Happening And You Had To Figure Out Another Way To Do It, Particularly In Terms Of Making The Jaguar Do What You Wanted. That Was Not Cg, A Real Guy Had To Run Really Fast And Not Trip. There Was A Form Of Restraint On The Creature That You Can't See. So It Was All Very Safe - But It Is Real.