I wouldn't mind someone lobbing hand grenades at me, but having to reset the timer on the video recorder puts me into a blood-spitting frenzy.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have a hard time watching people getting punched on screen; I have to close my eyes a lot.
Writers transform: they throw a hand grenade into the notion of reality that people carry around in their heads. That's very dangerous, very destructive, but not to do it means you are satisfied with the status quo - and that's a kind of danger as well, because a kind of violence is already being perpetuated.
I've walked with very famous people down red carpets over to the crowd of thousands of people, and you'll reach out to shake their hand and they've got a camera in their hand. And they don't even get their hand out, because they're recording the whole time.
I've really learned over the years how to control my adrenaline and let it all out when they shoot the gun versus letting the crowd and the lights and the camera get to me.
I never resorted to the spitter until I was obliged to. I nearly ruined my arm throwing curves.
I will pick a raft of cartoons. And then later, it'll come time to run this cartoon. And I'll look at it, and I won't quite get it anymore. Because sometimes the grenade goes off in the moment, and then it doesn't repeat down the line.
Sometimes, you pinch yourself. I get to do such incredibly fun things with people who are of such an incredible caliber. It's really, really awesome.
I slap people in public, especially erring policemen. I can even challenge them to a duel. I am a gunfighter.
It's a fun thing to do: Go to a shooting range with a buddy, knock off a few rounds, release stress.
I go from being in front of 2,000 people, shot-gunning beers on stage and acting like a complete idiot, to being in a Mommy and Me class, waving a little pink handkerchief around 12 hours later!