Ten years ago or so he may have been a hothead but nothing to warrant this; nothing to say there was a problem. I don't know what he was thinking, but he has taken a huge piece out of all of us.

Mom is holding up pretty good; it really is just beginning to sink in.

I am glad Little Michael did not rush to the house.

One of the ways I think I gain fodder for characters is by watching people.

A lot of the songs start with an image. I was sitting there playing the guitar and I pictured this old, dirty green car, with the window rolled down, in the hot, hot, hot Texas heat, and this beautiful woman I knew when I was a kid sitting behind the wheel, looking out at me.

In my household there is an insane amount of laughter and celebration.