As Bad A Dresser As I Am,

What I Really Hated, Of Course, Was My Mind. There Must Have Been An Off Switch Somewhere, But I Was Damned If I Could Find It.

I Sometimes Read Books On My Ipad.

There Are Lots Of Things That Happen To Me That I Don't Write About.

As A Child I Assumed That When I Reached Adulthood, I Would Have Grown-up Thoughts.

My Sister's The Type Who Religiously Watches The Fear Segments Of Her Local Eyewitness News Broadcasts, Retaining Nothing But The Headline...everything Is Dangerous All Of The Time, And If It's Not Yet Been Pulled Off The Shelves, Then It's Certainly Under Investigation -- So There.