You Can't Sustain [anger]. You Become Bitter.

I Thought I’d Been Condescended To As An Indian - That Was Nothing Compared To The Condescension For Writing Y.a.

And Then She Asks Me How Many Sexual Partners I've Had And I Say One Or Two Depending On Your Definition Of What I Did To Custer . . .

Last September 16th, I Was Walking In Downtown Seattle When This Pick-up Truck Pulls Up In Front Of Me. Guy Leans Out The Window And Yells, "go Back To Your Own Country," And I Was Laughing So Hard Because It Wasn't So Much A Hate Crime As A Crime Of Irony.

Writing Is A Lonely Business.

I Got In A Fight With My Girlfriend," I Said. "i Was Just Driving Around, Blowing Off Steam, You Know?" Well, You Should Be More Careful Where You Drive," The Officer Said. "you're Making People Nervous. You Don't Fit The Profile Of The Neighborhood." I Wanted To Tell Him That I Didn't Fit The Profile Of The Country But I Knew It Would Just Get Me Into Trouble.