I'll take yellow, thanks. It's always been my color.

Dude, it's time for your shift, you've gotta get up, there are customers! They want in the building!

There better be springboards to launch into the center cubbies. That's where I'm hiding, check before you vault into my quiet place.

The realtor must have been truly taken with this man's performance to include a sample in the listing. What quiet grace, what vulnerable majesty.

It's a desk! It's a computer! It's a chair! It's a bookcase! It's a room divider! It's a headache!

There was this one night in Vegas... let's just say I've been in one of these crazy high-off-the-ground glass-sided balcony pools and they're terrifying. Thankfully there was plenty of champagne to ease my anxiety.

This place is making me cold just looking at it. By the time I get in there someone better have hot cocoa ready for me!