My dad bought this van brand-new in 1987 in the Los Angeles area. It lasted until 1998, and then we donated it to charity. It was an incredibly fun, but (in retrospect) dangerous vehicle. We didn’t know what to call it, either. It had a vague “LS” tag on the rear. Ours was baby blue. So we called it Mitsbluvan.

This is not a fair characterization of the interview. It makes him sound like he hated the interviewer, when the full transcript suggests a great, engaging conversation. For example: he also said, “that’s a great f***g question.”