I Was Mad At Screen Gems, But

I Got Hate Letters From Girls All Over America Because I Wouldn't Go To The Prom With Them.

The Thing Is, The Reader Doesn't Want To Hear About Bad Times.

Life Is Cruel. Why Should The Afterlife Be Any Different? I Offer You A Choice. Join My Crew...and Postpone The Judgment. One Hundred Years Before The Mast. Will Ye Serve?

The Monkees Are Like The Mafia. You're In For Life. Nobody Gets Out.

I Read A Whole Bunch Of Bits And Pieces Over The Years, Obviously From The Fan Magazines And The Rest Of The Stuff, And I Just Wanted To Give A Little More Insight Into What's Happening In My Personal Life.