Lynne and I determined that she had sat directly in front of me at a specific performance of The Crucible a few weeks before we met. I remembered proximity to a beautiful hippy girl, she remembered a very distinguished dark gentleman--I was with my dad.

I used to develop more than a thousand rolls of film and the prints every night, and don't have deja-vu anymore. I've seen everyone, everywhere. I printed that stuff you thought you might get in trouble for. Please tell me, guys, after you take a whole roll of your girl naked in the bath, why does she always take that one blurry shot of your dopey face at the last frame?