Enough About Me. What Do You Think

America Is So Caught Up In This Celebrity Mania!

Everyone Goes Through Their Winters And Springs, And Their Summers And Autumns.

After Thirty, A Body Has A Mind Of Its Own.

Even If The Whole Human Race Dies Off Because We Keep Fighting And Killing Each Other And Being Heartless, The Planet Will Take Care Of Itself. Eventually, After Millions Of Years, It Will Cleanse Itself, And New Life Forms, Maybe Better Ones, Will Come. Meanwhile, We'll Have Gotten Exactly What We Deserved: Annihilation.

I'm Confident That I'm As Intelligent As Many People, But I Know That I'm Not As Intelligent As Some. So In The Presence Of Hyperintelligent People, I'm A Shrinking Violet Because I Don't Want To Look Like A Fool. I Know A Little About A Lot And A Lot About A Little.