I See Walking Bombs On The Street

August Brings Into Sharp Focus And A Furious Boil Everything I've Been Listening To In The Late Spring And Summer.

I Think Of The Thrill Of An Intelligent Woman Talking Just To Me.

What I've Found Is That A Lot Of Soldiers Are Surprisingly Apolitical. Their Reality Is, "today I'm Going To Leave The Gate For Twelve Hours, And I'm Going To Make It Back To The Dining Facility By Sundown With The Arms And Legs Of Me And My Buddies Intact."

There's No Such Thing As An Ex-junkie.

I'm Mellower Now, I'm Over 50. But I Don't Think I'm Too Mellow. I'm Still Angry At A Lot Of Things.