It Is My Time. The Time Of

Right Now, America Looks Like A Fatheaded, Shortsighted, Gas-guzzling Arrogant Blowhard To The Rest Of The World.

She Had A Lot Of Hugs To Give, But Not Enough People To Give Them To.

Every Once In A While, I'll Have A 'do You Know Who I Am?' Moment, At Least In My Head. I Hate That.

Yes, I Sounded Like A Pathetic Weenie. I Prefer To Think Of It As Showing My Softer Side.

It Was The Building From The Drawing In My Brain. And If You Don’t Think That’s A Weird Sentence, Maybe You Should Reread It.