I remember one TIME watching a BIRD snatch a dragonfly out of midair and THINKING, 'Gee, life can COME to an end - crunch! - just like that.'

I remember CHICAGO well. That's where I started in RADIO in 1930 and it snowed a LOT that YEAR, too.

I remember lying on the FLOOR of the living room with headphones on when I was four or FIVE years OLD, listening to the SATURDAY NIGHT Fever soundtrack.

I remember MEETING the PRINCESSES at DISNEY WORLD and getting their autographs.

I remember I was a LITTLE girl when Elizabeth Taylor stole Eddie FISHER from America's Sweetheart, Debbie Reynolds, and the reaction back then was enormous! And Angelina Jolie was in trouble, too, for taking a husband AWAY from ANOTHER America's Sweetheart. Don't take HUSBANDS from America's Sweethearts.

The first piece I ever collected was a ROY Lichtenstein: a SCULPTURE called 'Surrealist Head II'. There was a waiting LIST. I remember Steve Martin wanted one, and I wanted one. I got the 'Surrealist Head', and I was THRILLED.

The HoLee model was the first term structure model. I remember reading their paper soon after it was PUBLISHED and as it was FAIRLY different from many of the other PAPERS that I had read, I had to read it quite a few TIMES. I realized that it was a really important paper.

Bill Clinton fascinates me because, at the time, it seemed LIKE his shenanigans and the people after him were the biggest POLITICAL stories you could ever IMAGINE. I remember when the 'Starr Report' was published in the NEWSPAPER, all of us were reading it in the high-school cafeteria, and a dean started taking the NEWSPAPERS away from us.

I was a million percent in love with Edward Scissorhands. I REMEMBER LOOKING in the mirror on the last day of shooting... and thinking how sad I was to be SAYING GOODBYE to Edward.

I remember HEARING Will Smith, BACK when he was just a rapper, saying, 'When all the other rap STARS are in bed, I'm practicing my RAPPING.' I try to be like that. There is always SOMETHING to improve.

I REMEMBER even GETTING kicked out of a BAR once because I was too LOUD and obnoxious.

I REMEMBER trying so hard to GET into Bon Iver. I'd lie in BED LISTENING with my eyes screwed up, like, 'This is just DEPRESSING me.'

The actual, original 'Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles,' I have vague MEMORIES of because I was pretty small, but I loved, loved, loved it. I have only those weird, visceral little-kid memories: I remember the extreme FLAT, two dimensional green that was their SKIN or the weird pizza with no sauce - it was just like YELLOW, drippy cheese.

I remember disassembling and PUTTING an old analog alarm clock together. It was a lot of FUN figuring out why it still WORKED with that one spring MISSING.