As A Performer You Are Being Used

I'm Weird; I Have A Very Strange Emotional Memory. I Really Somehow Hold On To Even Passing Moments With People.

I've Had This Look For About A Year. I Usually Grow This Beard Out Around Christmas. I Like To Go To Malls Dressed As Jesus, And I Like To Then Walk Around The Mall And Go, 'no! No! This Wasn't What It Was Supposed To Be About, People!' Then If There's A Santa At The Mall, I Walk Up To Him And Say, 'listen, Fat Man, You're Just A Clown At My Birthday Party.'

In Most Cases The Only Difference Between Depression And Disappointment Is Your Level Of Commitment.

I'm Just Very Sort Of Compulsive And Lack The Ability To Keep Things In Perspective. If I'm Not Writing Or Playing Guitar Or On The Microphone Or Out On The Road, I'm Cleaning Pots And Pans Or Freaking Out About Some Plumbing Issue Or Tweeting.

The Way I Figure It, If You Can't Tell I'm High By Looking At Me, I Win.