The More I Know, The Less I

I Said, Baby, Do You Have No Shame? She Just Looked At Me, Uncomprehendingly, Like Cows At A Passing Train.

The Land Of Opportunity Spawned A Whole New Breed Of Men Without Souls.

My Creative Life Is A Constant Struggle To Achieve A Balance Between Letting Things Flow In And Letting Things Flow Out.

The Eagles Ended On A Rather Abrupt Note, Although In Retrospect I Realize Now That It Had Been Ending For Quite Some Time.

Insect Politics, Indifferent Universe. Bang Your Head Against The Wall, But Apathy Is Worse.