Writer's Block? I've Never Heard Of A

College Had Little Effect On Me. I'd Have Been The Same Writer If I'd Gone To Mit, Except I'd Have Flunked Out Sooner.

Well, You Give Me Too Much Credit For Foresight And Planning. I Haven't Got A Clue What The Hell I'm Doing.

I Got Thrown Out Of School Several Weeks In My Senior Year Being Caught In The Girls' Dorm. This Was 1954, Friends. The Girls' Dorm Was Off Limits. Even To Girls, I Think.

We Split A Bottle Of Norman Cider. Not Everybody Sells Norman Cider By The Bottle.

Has Anyone Ever Told You," I Said, "that You Coalesce Reality?" "no. They Only Say That I'm Good In The Sack." "they Are Accurate But Limited," I Said. "and If You Give Me Their Names I'll Kill Them.