I had a job when I was 15 working at a supermarket, and I knocked over a stack of plastic coffee cups. In my anger, I threw one at a concrete wall, and it rebounded back into my head and cut my head open. Stupidest way to get a scar, but it's one that I have.

I keep myself to myself pretty much. I'm not someone who gallivants around town looking for attention.

I did martial arts and karate for eight years when I was growing up.

Collaboration is the best way to work. It's only way to work, really.

I used to try and do backflips a lot, but I used to bang my head more often than not, so I gave it up.

Families are the deepest, most screwed up relationships that we have.