What Came First – The Music Or

Tuesday Night I Reorganized My Record Collection. I Often Do This At Periods Of Emotional Stress. There Are Some People Who Would Find This A Pretty Dull Way To Spend An Evening, But I'm Not One Of Them. This Is My Life, And It's Nice To Be Able To Wade In It, Immerse Your Arms In It, Touch It.

What Harm Has He Ever Done To You?' 'you Know What Harm He's Done Me. He Offended Me With His Terrible Taste.

I Burst Into Tears And I Cry And Cry Until It Feels As Though It Is Not Salt And Water Being Squeezed From My Eyes, But Blood.

I Miss Him Like One Might Miss A Scar, Or Wooden Leg, Something Disfiguring But Characteristic.

(about Love)the Most Important Thing In Life, And You Can't Tell Whether People Have It Or Not. Surely This Is Wrong? Surely People Who Are Happy Should Look Happy, At All Times, No Matter How Much Money They Have Or How Uncomfortable Their Shoes Are Or How Little Their Child Is Sleeping; And People Who Are Doing Ok But Have Still Not Found Their Soul-mate Should Look, I Don't Know, Anxious, Like Billy Crystal In When Harry Met Sally; And People Who Are Desperate Should Wear Something, A Yellow Ribbon Maybe, Which Would Allow Them To Be Identified By Similar Desperate People.