I'm a huge karaoke person even though I have the worst singing voice. When you love doing something, who cares?

I wake up at 4:15 A.M., get some coffee, turn on the news, see what's happening, go clickety-clack on the web to see what I missed overnight. Then I go to the gym, around 5:15, and I do what appears to be a very light workout, but who cares. I'm socializing with other nice people at the gym. Then I go into work, and I'm really awake.

Who cares if you bunt for a base hit?

Smartphones. Who cares? Smartphones. I only have dummy phones.

There are wars being fought! Who cares what I'm doing on a Saturday night? I'm not even a celebrity.

Who cares if somebody dances better? Doing my very best is rewarding internally.