I rode a rickshaw in Taiwan hours before I was born, and took my first
airplane ride hours after. I had a completely natural childbirth in an
ambulance on the way to the hospital, but then needed a complete blood
transfusion for RH Factor the same day.
I finally got to see the real Mona
Lisa in France, but not really because of the reflection of the glass
in front of it. I drove from Frankfurt, Germany to Tangiers, Morocco in
a VW bug. I fell off a wall and dropped 8 feet face-first into a pile
of gravel in Spain, and then off a catamaran yacht into the harbor in
Gibraltar. I swam in the warm turquoise waters of the Mediterranean and
the Caribbean. I climbed over the ruins of an ancient theatre in Athens,
Greece, and later performed in an ancient Greek play. I spent weeks getting
a special pass to see films at the Cannes Film Festival, but when I finally
got there I didnt want to see any films.
I drove from San Francisco to Panama,
where I got my watch stolen off my wrist. I took a 3,000-mile bus trip
from one end of Brazil to the other. In Rio de Janeiro I walked the sands
of Ipanema and Copacabana, where I got my hotel key stolen from out of
my pocket. I had a bank security guard point a machine gun at me in Buenos
Aires, when all I was doing was walking by. I rode an old school bus to
Lake Titicaca in Machu Picchu, but it broke down before I got there and
I had to turn back. I flew in a seaplane that took off from the Amazon
River and landed in Peru; but when I tried to go to Chile, police put
me in jail because military forgot to stamp my passport on the Amazon.
I drove from San Francisco to New York three times.
I stood on top of the World Trade Center in Manhattan and admired the
view, and stood in its lobby to buy theatre tickets.
In one month I bicycled 1,300 miles from
San Francisco, California to Vancouver, Canada along Highway One, and
never got a single flat tire. I lived through the hippy flower child 60s
in Berkeley.
I water-skied on Lake Tahoe and
snow skied above it, but broke my leg when the snow turned to icy rain.
I broke my thumb rollerblading on Venice Beach.
I flipped off my motorcycle and rolled
on the street when I crashed it on a curve. I broke my toe doing a side
flip while tumbling at the YMCA. I jumped out of a perfectly good airplane
with a parachute, did
everything wrong, but still landed ok. I did a double back flip and a
double-twisting back flip on the trampoline, with no harness or ropes.
I jumped off a balcony and fell 15 feet into an airbag in stunt school.
I performed a dance in front of 3,000
people in Zellerbach Auditorium in Berkeley. I was an extra on a TV show,
but when I saw it they had dubbed some other actors voice and paid
him the money for saying my line. I worked as a production assistant and
stand-in on the TV show Hooperman for two years, with John Ritter. I was
paid to work in a movie-of-the week in Hawaii for one week. I spoke 18
words as an actor in Police Academy 2, the biggest grossing film of the
summer for one week.