I Don't Go To Games As Much

My Dad Hated His Job. He Sold Overcoats, But He Wanted To Make Movies. He Had A Failed Career Working With The Ritz Brothers - They Were Like The Marx Brothers, Only A Tier Below. I Always Had A Picture In My Mind Of Him In A Straw Hat.

Live Your Life As A Revolution And Not Just A Process Of Evolution. I Realized Today That If I Stay On A Path Of Gradual Evolution Into The Man I Ultimately Want To Become, I Am Going To Run Out Of Time Before I Reach The Goal.

When My Father Bid $5,000 For The 1962 Championship Game, That Was A Huge Amount. It Was Double The Bid The Year Before. Pete Rozelle Was Flabbergasted. Who Was This Guy Who Was Willing To Spend So Much Money On What Seemed Like Relatively Worthless Rights To The Nfl Championship Game?

The Autumn Wind Is A Raider, / Pillaging Just For Fun; / He'll Knock You Around, / And Upside Down, / And Laugh When He's Conquered And Won.

I Always Was Fascinated By Neat Nicknames.