Drive-in, You Guzzle Gin, Commit A Little

You Get Religion As Your Hair Turns Grey.

I Hate To Mention Age, But I Come From An Era When We Weren't Consumed By Technology And Television. My Mother Insisted That Her Children Read. To Describe My Scarce Leisure Time In Today's Terms, I Always Default To Reading.

If Life Gives You Limes, Make Margaritas.

And I Wound Up In New Orleans For All Those Years And It Was A Great Place, Really A Catalyst Creatively.

Where It All Ends I Can't Fathom, My Friends. If I Knew, I Might Toss Out My Anchor.