You moon the wrong person at an office party and suddenly you're not 'professional' any more.

It's a weird sensation to be mad and learning at the same time.

You know, I remember Career Day in high school. I remember plumbers and lawyers... I don't remember a booth where you could sign up to learn how to shoot chickens out of a cannon at the windshield of an airplane, 'cause there would have been a line at my school to do that!

The designated driver program, it's not a desirable job. But if you ever get sucked into doing it, drop them off at the wrong house.

I work very regular hours, roughly 9 to 5:30. I think I have it much easier than a lot of parents. I just sit at home, I have a very flexible timetable, and I'm very fortunate in that I don't have money problems. I have lunch with my wife at home. I don't have to commute, so I have much more time with my family.

Most women in my family start to get sick and start dying in their 40s, and I am going to be very happy to become 50 and 60. I love getting older.

When young ladies approach me and thank me for providing a conservative role model, it's all worth it. When the family members of law enforcement officers approach me and thank me for being a voice for their community, it is all worth it.

My wife herself had an upbringing where she wasn't allowed to pursue what she wanted to do because of her parents. She wanted to go into photography and journalism, but because classes ran so late, she had to be home at a certain time. We don't want that for our daughter.