“Walking the floor at a con dressed as Chewbacca, you might as well be Bono.”

Jamie’s gonna go take a break now, and i am going to continue the on-going process of making a fool of myself and go ahead and try it myself.

The car is effectively a black box.

I believe that rules do not make us moral; loving each other makes us moral.

The coolest toys don’t have to be bought; they can be built.

We cleared all traces of our occupation out of M6 and moved to M7, and it’s been quite smooth over there.

I wouldn’t say jamie is an evil genius. I’m not sure he’s evil and I’m not sure he’s a genius.

Prayer doesn’t work because someone out there is listening, it works because someone in here is listening.

I’ve always thought something that makes you laugh, it makes you laugh because there’s a little bit of truth to it.

Gravity. It’s not just a good idea; it’s the law!

It’s a pointless delay that wrecks my pace – and mood.

I find that your basic Internet chat board is way too vitriolic for my taste.

There’s this group online that I frequent.

“I agree your results aren’t always right,” they’ll say, “but your methods are clearly showing that science is a re-creative process, and it’s an interesting process because it’s messy, and no other shows show that.”

My dignity and good television – they’ll never meet.

And I’ve concluded, after careful consideration, that this person keeping score is me.

My advice is keep your lips away from the spinning things.