I’ve come a long way in the last year. 365 days, to be exact.

“In the middle I want to be at the end, at the end I want to be in the beginning…”

“I was born a master of the universe in Manhattan. Not Manhattan, New York City,…”

“I’m going to name my firstborn son 0123456789, because I want him to learn to c…”

“I’m on the cusp of owning two cups.”