I Know That I Am Essentially A

Here Are Some Questions I Am Constantly Noodling Over: Do You Splurge Or Do You Hoard? Do You Live Every Day As If It's Your Last, Or Do You Save Your Money On The Chance You'll Live Twenty More Years? Is Life Too Short, Or Is It Going To Be Too Long? Do You Work As Hard As You Can, Or Do You Slow Down To Smell The Roses? And Where Do Carbohydrates Fit Into All This? Are We Really All Going To Spend Our Last Years Avoiding Bread, Especially Now That Bread In American Is So Unbelievable Delicious? And What About Chocolate?

You Can Settle For Reality, Or You Can Go Off, Like A Fool, And Dream Another Dream.

It Had Better Be Quirky Or Perverse Or Thoughtful Enough So That You Hit Some Chord In Them. I Mean We've All Read Pieces Where We Thought, 'oh, Who Gives A Damn.'

My Closet Is Full Of Sad Little Scripts That Didn't Get Made That Have Sad Endings. It's Very Hard To Get A Movie Made That Has A Sad Ending.

I Have Made A Lot Of Mistakes Falling In Love, And Regretted Most Of Them, But Never The Potatoes That Went With Them.