It was miserably cold—35 degrees. I was completely unprepared, and I was waiting in line with folks whom I don't come into contact with all that much.

They were completely unprepared -- as bad off as we were before Andrew.

I know this much: It's going to be 35 degrees in Detroit. So if you stiffen up and get cold sitting around and can't play, you're going to have problems.

We're from New Orleans. When it's 42 degrees, it's cold.

I'm allergic to the cold. I actually will break out in hives if I go out unprepared. It's something I really have to keep tabs on or it can be really uncomfortable.

We were feeling really powerless and frustrated. We were literally trying to imagine what we could do to change how we were being talked about and represented and portrayed. I don't think there's any other family celebration that's so public and so well covered.