ZW: Well, since we have the kids... we've got goofy shit like Baby Mozart now.
SW: Adorable. Tell me your favorite Mike Bordin story.
ZW: Mike's pretty mellow, man. He's not a big boozer - he likes his ganja...
SW: And his crack?
ZW: [laughs] Yeah. He's into, you know, heroin and steroids. Nah, he basically smokes whatever he can get his hands on. But the funniest thing with him was when the San Francisco Giants lost the World Series last year. I was shocked that Mike didn't go on an eight-week drunk-fest. He was in a deep depression when his Giants lost. But the fact that he didn't go on a shooting spree - that was definitely one of his more restrained moments. He went into seclusion for about a week, like one of those David Blaine things where he didn't eat for 44 days straight or whatever. [laughs] He had his Giants jersey on and refused to talk to anyone.
SW: What's the last piece of food that you found in your beard?
ZW: My wife's leftovers.
