Citizens United Didn't Work. Hey, Koch Brothers,

I Can't Remember That I Ever Had Just A Minute Of Stage Fright.

If It's A Man's World, As They Say, Then Men, Your World Is A Poorly Run Carnage Fest.

I Have To Keep Moving I Don't Want To Think I'm Going To Work All Day Today I Don't Want To Stop Don't Want To Let My Brain Catch Up My Thoughts How Will I Be Able To Tell Them That I'm A Shadow A Grey Patch Of Cold Rotting Life

Its No Surprise To Me That Anyone Hardly Tells The Truth About How They Feel. The Smart Ones Keep To Themselves For Good Reason. Why Would You Want To Tell Anyone Anything That's Dear To You? Even When You Like Them And Want Nothing More Than To Be Closer To Them? It's So Painful To Be Next To Someone You Feel So Strongly About And Know You Can't Say The Things You Want To.

When I'm Off The Road, And I Can Really Control My Diet Down To The Calorie, I Juice Seven Days A Week. Every Afternoon, Whatever I Have At Hand, Beets, Carrots, Ginger, Whatever. I Juice, Literally, Every Single Day. And On The Road, I Try To Find Fresh Juice Wherever I Can.