My dad was actually against me being a photographer. He thought it was a dead-end job and that you end up doing baby pictures and weddings.

Programmers have been wandering out and shooting a shotgun into the night sky and hoping they hit something, and I end up paying $150 for channels full of nothing I want to watch.

Generally, I end up being the one thrown against the wall, because Zach is the drummer. He's stronger than me.

There is No Dead END in Christian Life as Some Think

My dad thought I'd end up in the poorhouse or in doughnut shops with a bag full of reviews.

At the end of the day, you have to look at, 'Are they knowledgeable? Are they doing their job?' Not what their appearance is.