I Gave Up Language For A While,

I Wanted To Be The Writer In The Room Setting Depth Charges Of Feeling Out The World With My Language.you Know, I Had A Very Romantic Idea About That.but I Grew Into Being A Performer.

For Me, Art Is A More Trustworthy Expression Of God Than Religion.

I Am So Sick Of Reading About Another Car Bomb, Another Suicide Bomber, Another 10, 20, 30, 70, 100 People Dead In A Day, Both Americans And Iraqis.

I Spent Nearly Two Hours Deciding On An Outfit That Would Look As If The Subject Of Clothing Had Never Crossed My Mind, But Would In Fact Show Off My Best Features And Miraculously Hide The Extra Pounds.

My Dad And I Had A Real Meeting Of The Minds. We Loved To Talk About Music, Politics, And Art. He Loved Children. The Thing I Missed Most About My Dad When He Died Was That This Person Who Really Gets Who I Am At The Core Was Gone.