I Was Involved In The Great Folk

I Was Involved In The Great Folk Music Scare Back In The Sixties, When It Almost Caught On.

The Trouble With Jogging Is That The Ice Falls Out Of Your Glass.

I Try To Not Get To The Point Where One Is Making Wallpaper, Or Simply Painting Money. I Want To Make Sure That I Am At Least Trying To Weigh Myself Down, That There's A Challenge Each Time.

The Town Where I Grew Up Has A Zip Code Of E-i-e-i-o.

It Was Taunted As Reality. It Was Dangled As A Carrot. In Terms Of People's Hopes And Dreams, To Say That That Is Less Of A Reality Than The Daily Grind They Find Themselves In Is Maybe Not Correct.