I Was Brought Up A Catholic, For

I Used To Be A Folk Singer, But I Was... Dreadful. I Had A Voice Like A Goose Farting In The Fog.

Sometimes There's A Tackiness About Route 66 That Out-tacks Any Tackiness I've Ever Seen Anywhere Else. And The Meramec Caverns Are The Pinnacle Of That Tack.

Avoid People Who Say They Know The Answer. Keep The Company Of People Who Are Trying To Understand The Question.

Outgrew The Media... The Negativity Felt Like A Disease.

Never Run With Scissors Or Other Pointy Objects.