Three and a half weeks after we met, we were engaged, and then six months later we were married.

Inspiration just pops into my head. A lot of times, late at night I'll dream about something. Or I'll wake up at 2 or 3 in the morning and start writing.

It's about losing the love of your life. I was just thinking: What would happen if I lost my wife?

A vest as admired Voltiger had on, Which from this Island's foes his grandsire won, Whose artful colour pass'd the Tyrian dye, Obliged to triumph in this legacy.

This situation has nothing to do with Darren Howard's knee. This is all about Darren Howard and the New Orleans Saints not growing with each other. That's the bottom line.

My son is trying to be a sports writer, and my daughter is a college student. She wants to be a comedy writer, and she's at film school. I discouraged both of them early on from getting involved in Starbucks. I didn't think it would be fair; plus, they didn't have any interest anyway.