Manhattan Cabs Are Born Old.

I've Met Them Down In The Cost And Accounting Department, Clean-shaven And In White Collars. They Can't See A Damn Thing Ridiculous About Themselves... Only About You.

Randy Lay There Like A Slug. It Was His Only Defense.

Manhattan Cabs Are Born Old.

Being A White Sox Fan Meant Measuring Victory In Terms Of Defeat. A 6-5 Defeat Was A Good Day. A Big Rally Was Wally Moses Doubling Down The Right- Field Line.

I Had Woven A Tapestry Of Obscenity That As Far As I Know Is Still Hanging In Space Over Lake Michigan.