LAST TIME I CRIED
I get very misty watching movies on an airplane . . . and if a sappy commercial comes on TV, I’ll get a lump in my throat. I’m susceptible to entertainment manipulation.
I was a hardcore BMX racer when I was a kid. I can still do tricks on an 8-ft. half-pipe in the air, popping out on the top and coming back down.
I had open-heart surgery [to repair a murmur] when I was in the seventh grade. Everything is fine now. I have a 10-in. zipper scar right down my sternum.
MAKES HIM CRINGE . . .
I don’t like things that are gooey, like pudding and yogurt. It gives me the willies! When I’m eating something, I need texture.
I MUST CONFESS . . .
When I’m stressed, I listen to Enya. She’s the queen of cheesy new age music, but it calms me down. It feels like I’m on an Irish cliff overlooking the North Atlantic, spinning around.