There were about 15 separate crashes up and down there.

We sent a trooper out to that location, to what we were sent to, to the information we were given and there wasn't anybody there.

We had two semis jack-knifed, and they were blocking the freeway. We had multiple crashes, so we were trying to get them off the road so the plows could get through.

It rolled off the left side of the road and landed on its top.

Even in making objects, as soon as you start to get the feeling that some form of craft is coming into place, you realize that everything is wrong. Because craft is really just a fetish. It is wasted energy. It's about the object, some space which has nothing to do with the human.

My characters aren't chess pieces. I don't move them around some big board. I actually care about these fictitious people.