I Still Don't Know How To Cook

I Was Not A Jock In High School. I Know, You're Shocked.

If I Had A Time Machine I Would Go Back 30 Years And Show Up At My Grandmother's Apartment Before The Gargantuan Meals She Would Serve And I Would Help Her.

I Have A Dream, And A Plan, To Combine The Commercial Possibilities Of Valentine's Day With The Substance And Meaning Of Black History Month. I Call It: Blackentine's Day.

It's Interesting, Because I Tend To Trust A Man With Big Ears.

I'm Always Working On A Few Different Stories At Once, So There's Always Some Really Big Coffee Table Book I'm Carrying Around.