I love short track. I competed in short track, I was a world champion in 1986 but at that point in time it wasn’t in the Olympic Games so I moved into long track. Short track is a blast to skate and it’s a blast to watch.

When you hear the party that glorified Occupy Wall Street blast success; when you hear them minimize the genius of the men and women who make jobs out of nothing, is that what you teach your children about work?

Use your head, Sep. Loads of wolverines. Hanging around waiting for super. Gtting excited. eating mint blasts. so what do you think they do?’ it must be here. they can’t have eaten that… i dunno, Nik, what do they do?’ POO.

think of innocent Icarus who is doing quite well:larger than a sail, over the fog and the blastof the plushy ocean, he goes. Admire his wings!

A picture story just doesn’t run like a film. It doesn’t have 24 frames per second. It doesn’t deal with this illusion of movement. It’s more like if you did an illuminated novel. I think both of those things should be running at full blast, not less of both so it becomes an easier thing. I think it should be twice as dense. That’s just what interests me.

For most men, time moves slowly, oh so slowly, they don’t even realize it. But time has revealed itself to me in a very special way. Time is a rushing, howling wind that rages past me, withering me in a single, relentless blast, and then continues on. I’ve been sitting here passively, submissive to its rage, watching its work. Listen! Time, howling, withering!