Pretty much everywhere I go, I'm pretty much thinking I'm going to be bounced. I am still the outsider who snuck into the party. I identify with the regular person, because that is who I am.

At this point, if I were to psychoanalyze myself, I'd have to say I am a clown, cleverly disguised as a regular person.

I can't relate to people who treat me as a 'famous person.' I only like to hang around with people who treat me as a regular person because that's what I am. All people are really just regular.

I am not a party person.

I'm a regular person with an extraordinary job.

I just like being a regular person.