First We'll Escape, Then We'll Play Baseball.

I Haven't Been Out In The Marketplace In A While. I'm Thinking About Going Back Into It. I've Got Some Things Set Up Over The Next Couple Of Months Just To Go And See. But I Have No Idea What The Specific Way To A Solution Is Anymore. It's Mysterious To Me.

Behind Every Dark Cloud There's Usually Rain

Don't Object So Much, You'll Live Longer.

I Never Feel Like I Have To Hang On To The Music. I Don't Expect That The Music Will Go Away. Ideas Are The Only Thing I Can Point To That Are Permanent And Fixed.

I’d Play My Nose Now, But I’m... It’s... My Nose Is... Out Being Fixed!