I've Had A Very Productive Life. I've

A: Socrates Is A Man. B: All Men Are Mortal. C: All Men Are Socrates.

The Good Sleep Better, But The Bad Seem To Enjoy The Waking Hours Much More.

There's A Tacit Agreement Between Myself And The Audience That I Will Entertain Them When They Buy Their Ticket, And I've Been The One That Has Screwed That Up. Once In While I Indulge Myself And Try Something Else, And I Keep My Fingers Crossed That It Will Come Out Good And There'll Be Enough People Who Will Enjoy It, But That Doesn't Often Happen.

I Don't Want To Move To A City Where The Only Cultural Advantage Is Being Able To Make A Right Turn On A Red Light.

I Keep Wondering If There Is An Afterlife, And If There Is Will They Be Able To Break A Twenty?