John La Briola spoke with Henry Rollins and asked the angry rocker what he can expect to look forward to in his 40s. “Probably a receding hairline, increased bitterness and bile, and a layer of ass-fat I’ll be unable to get rid of,” Rollins replies. “Yeah, that’ll be me. Just kind of Volvo-drivin’, lookin’ like Alan Alda, wearing those kind of have-no-sexual-ambition kind of pants that you can buy at Banana Republic. I can get laid, but of course I’ll have to go to the ATM. You never know. I’m just postulating here.” Read more.