I'm Fat Because I'm Greedy, And If

There Is No Right Language Or Wrong Language Any More Than There Are Right Or Wrong Clothes.

Sex Without Smiling Is As Sickly And As Base As Vodka And Tonic Without Ice.

Now, Bipolar Disorder, It Goes On A Spectrum. There's Very Severe Conditions Of It And There Are Milder Ones. I'm Lucky Enough That It's Reasonably Mild In My Case.

If Ignorance Is Bliss, Why Aren't There More Happy People In The World?

There Is Something In The American Project, Something In Simple American Oratory, Something In The Hope And Idealism Of This Frustrating And Contradictory Nation That Still Makes My Spirits Soar And My Heart Leap With Optimism And Belief. If Only They Understood How To Make A Cup Of Tea.