If You're Lucky, You Don't Think In

Before A Show, You Might Have Aches Or Pains, Or It's A Bad Rainy Day, Or It's Too Humid. We All Complain About Stuff. But... How Do I Put This Poetically? Once It's The Roar Of The Crowd And The Smell Of The Greasepaint, Forget It. Once The Adrenaline Kicks In And Your Chest Expands, You Forget About All That.

It's Very Professionally Done, Very Clever Songwriting. I Like Backstreet Boys More Than 'n Sync, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, It's All Very Well Done Stuff. Much Better Than The Partridge Family And New Kids On The Block. I Took My Kids To See Backstreet Boys Live And They Flipped Out

When You Really Think About It, I'm Not Delusional Enough To Think That What I Do Is Important To Life As We Know It On This Planet. No. But Neither Is What You Do.

When I Meet A Woman, I Don't Think, 'gee, I Wonder If She's Read The Latest Thesis By Stephen Hawking? I Think, 'great Tits.'

When You Look At Clark Kent When He's Working At The Daily Planet, He's A Reporter. He Doesn't Fly Through The Air In His Glasses And His Suit.