I'd rather die drunk, broke at 34 and have people talk about me, than live to be rich and sober at 90 and nobody remember who I was.

You see, nobody's doing anything that they don't actually agree to, so technically, nothing's illegal.

Who did you just imagine in front of you?

And when I say "enjoyed, " it's an odd word to use, because no one would want to think of anyone being in absolute distress or pain.

But, I would wager that if I asked you to recall who is sitting on top of a talking tan horse in your foyer right now, you would be able to see that.

And she runs as any of us would have done and takes cover, and she hides behind a trash bin, in her high heels and her miniskirt.

I never got that. I never got that, because anyone knows if you farm, you don't plant crops in July and August.

And the recurrent theme that I encounter all the time is people say, "Well, you know, the people who do see, they're whistleblowers, and we all know what happens to them."

And if you reach back into the dark corners of your memory, you might remember something like what I felt when my grandfather died and when I realized it could happen to me too, that sense that behind all of this the void is waiting.

It just came from using what's already there, and I'm thoroughly convinced that if it's not phones, that there's always going to be enough there that you can build similar solutions that can be very effective in new contexts.

And she had drank two glasses of that red juice at the Halloween party, and I mean, who can resist that red juice, right? It's so good.

(Laughter) So we were sitting around thinking about all of this, and I don't remember who thought of it, but somebody said, "I wonder if patients who are taking these two drugs are noticing side effects of hyperglycemia.

(Laughter) But inspired by Ed, I decided to really let the coffee sit on my tongue for five seconds -- we're all busy, but I could spare five seconds, and really think about the texture and the acidity and the sweetness.