At home in L.A. Sunday is lazy. It's the wife and me lying in bed with coffee watching 'The Soup' or something funny on TiVo. The kid will occasionally join us. Eventually breakfast is at a place down the street called Paty's. And we always have some kind of great dinner - my wife makes a great roast beef.

I force people to have coffee with me just because I don't trust that a friendship can be maintained without any other senses besides a computer or cellphone screen.

It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble and then not worth much after you get it.

Eating rice cakes is like chewing on a foam coffee cup only less filling.

I'm worried about that man or woman sitting around - the coffee table tonight or in their kitchen talking about how are we going to get to work. How are we going to have the dignity to take care of our family.

It was a very bizarre experience for me to get the songs together go in there and try to deliver them as I would perhaps in a live setting. But I realized that I couldn't take on that coffeehouse style that I came from and go in there and burn it up.

In New York I pretty much live in diners - I order French Fries Diet Coke floats and lots of coffee.

For four to six months at a time I would barely eat. I lived on a diet of Melba toast carrots and black coffee.

Do you know how many calories are in butter and cheese and ice cream? Would you get your dog up in the morning for a cup of coffee and a donut?

Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee and just as hard.