My couch is made of cat's hair. The cushions have been obscured, and it's made of salt-and-pepper fur. I can't have visitors. I can't ask people to sit on that couch because they become implicated in the furriness of it, and they're walking around, and it's not fair to people.
Part of my affinity with urban music comes from being on 'Kids Incorporated,' 'cos we used to sit around and listen to Chaka Khan and Prince, and I got influenced by all that. Then gangsta rap got started, and I was infatuated with that - maybe that's why I'm fascinated by guns.
I have a piano in my office, and sometimes during meetings, I'll sit down and goof on the keyboard a little bit.
Eeew, I'd be a little uncomfortable Googling myself. People sit there - and Google themselves? That's kind of weird.
When I sit down to write, I just let the goose out of the bottle.
I sit on the Drug Policy Subcommittee of the United States Congress. I'm on the speaker's task force. This is something people would rather turn away from and not face, but in fact it is possibly the greatest threat we face.
I ain't going to sit here like, 'My neighborhood was hard, and I had to get out there and grind.' We made it hard for ourselves. We chose to stay on the streets.
If I sit down to write a joke about, whatever, the polluted Gulf of Mexico, it comes out mundane to me.
My brothers and I would sit out on the park bench and harmonize.
I love to play. I love, opera, hiking and museums. The one thing I don't do is sit. I have a tremendous amount of energy.
No politician can sit on a hot issue if you make it hot enough.
I would still like to have that luxury, to be able to just sit and draw for hours and hours and hours. In a way, that's what I do as a writer.
The House of Representatives was not designed to sit idly by and rubberstamp every piece of legislation sent their way by the Senate, especially legislation passed on a straight party line vote under the spurious policy of reconciliation.
Ideology has shaped the very sofa on which I sit.
Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
My purity manifests itself in countless ways, including an utter inability to sit idly when exposed to attacks on truth, reason, logic, and/or individual dignity.
To sit idly, not doing, merely experiencing, comes hard to a primate.
That's when you know you really fit with someone - when you can just sit there and not do anything. Kind of ignoring each other.
Most people who are trying to write kind of sit in their basements and pull it out of their imaginations.
When I was little, when I was a kid, I used to sit in front of the TV and just say what the TV says. It's how I got good at imitating people.