It's like tripping. And then sometimes, you do.

I recently went to Florida. We flew there. When I looked down at the carpet, I wondered: Where the heck do they get this stuff? I have never seen an airport where the carpet was one color. It's always a strange pattern that seems as if it's straight out of the eighties or nineties. Is there some carpet store specifically for airports that has the rejects from those eras?

If you look at it long enough, it's as if you just took a ton of drugs and then tried to make art. It HAS to be rejected carpet, because there's enough of it to carpet an entire concourse.

God demands excellence.

I think if God was one of us he would walk up to Eric Bazilian and Joan Osborne and look at them very disappointedly for writing, performing, and releasing such a mediocre song about him.