I almost always secretly buy many guitars and they start showing up at the house a few days later. Just random guitars. I also seem to greatly enjoy contacting old flames for some reason. I can't imagine why, because I am quite sure they do NOT enjoy it.

I was extremely manic for a prolonged period right before my massive psychotic episode and car crash and catastrophe in 2007. At the time, the industry I was in was rather fragmented and growing at a high rate. Some consolidation was probably going to happen at some point, but no one knew when or by whom. So, I decided to do it. Long story, but I talked to the CEOs and boards of six companies and told them I thought they should merge. Most were in the Bay Area. I can be extremely persuasive when I am manic. And sneaky. Anyhoo, I convinced everybody that we should do this. I would lead it. Everyone was on board. There was only one small problem: I didn't have the money. I had talked to several banks and some were interested, but the money wasn't in the bank yet. Can't do a big deal without the money. That detail I had managed to put into the back of my mind--I would figure it out--because I was so excited about this awesome company we were making. Typical judgement-impaired mania.

So, everything fell apart and later, after it began to filter out, as it always does, that I had suffered a major mental health crisis, I went from being a pretty respected person in my world to being the mentally ill guy. So, when people say that mania is extremely dangerous, it is. You can destroy a long career in an afternoon.