You know what, I remember being on my T-ball team and telling people about 'Platoon.'
My mum told me the best time to ask my dad for anything was during sex. Not the best advice I'd ever been given. I burst in through the bedroom door saying "Can I have a new bike?". He was very upset. His secretary was surprisingly nice about it. I got the bike.
The story about me, apocryphal or not, is that I could sing before I spoke. My parents went into bedroom one day and there I was standing in the crib singing God Bless America.
During a visit to California, when a friend of my grandmother's told my parents that I must be deaf because I was not responding to sounds, my father was absolutely convinced that I was simply being stubborn.
I learned how to change a cloth diaper on a raccoon. I was maybe 8 or 9.
Apparently I had lunch with Johnny Depp when I was three months old.
When my brother was four years old and I was four months, we were the same weight.
When we were little, our parents couldn't tell us apart from the side or the back, they had to look at us straight on.
Richard Nixon made a toast to me as a future Prime Minister of Canada when I was 4 months old, sitting as a centerpiece in the middle of a table as my father had plonked me down there. It was more about politeness than any great vision.
