I Did Google Myself Recentle - Without

All My Life I've Been Seeing Things Through The Culture. My Father, For Instance, Was The Press's Bad Boy. People Really Hated Him. He Was Always A Big Flirt. He Was Always In Trouble - Going Bankrupt, Whatever.

I Was Telling Some People In My Dressing Room Some Of My Other Stories, My Psychotic Break, And Blah, Blah, Blah, And No, They Kind Of Look At You And It's Just Not What They Wanted To Hear.

I Have A Second Dog, Too, Mainly For Security.

Sometimes You Can Only Find Heaven By Slowly Backing Away From Hell.

I Had To Shoot Shotguns For The Blues Brothers. But I Don't Like That Stuff. Too Butch For Me.