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If I Go Without Rock For Too Long, I Feel Depressed.

If I Get Even Five Per Cent Of My Ideas Out And Documented Before I Die, I'll Be Lucky. I'm Not In Danger Of Running Out Of Riffs Or Ideas Anytime Soon. They Overwhelm Me And It's Hard To Find Time To Deal With Them.

I Would Hate To Have "holiday In Cambodia" Become As Tiresome To Other People As Hearing "like A Rock" In A Chevrolet Commercial.

I Was The Kid In The Class Who Was Looking For The Angles To Question Things Or Make Wise-ass Remarks, Not Knowing Enough To Be Afraid Of Being Myself Or Showing Intelligence. But I Wasn't The Only Kid Like That In My Classes Because Of Where I Grew Up. I'm Really Thankful I Grew Up In A Town Where There Were A Lot Of Other Mutant Kids. I'm From Boulder, Colorado, Which Went Through A Lot Of Dramatic Changes When I Was Growing Up.

What Does It Say About Our Country When People Are So Desperate For An Alternative To Our One-party State Masquerading As A Two-party State That They'll Even Elect A Professional Wrestler Governor?