Those Of Us With Ravaged Faces, Lacking

I Think I Grew Up, Stopped Worrying About What People Thought Of Me, And Whether Things Were Going To Turn Out Ok. I'm Concentrating On Doing The Best Work I Can Do And Letting It Go At That.

It's Neat To Have Finally Reached A Point Where I Can Accept What I Was And What I Am.

I Gave Guitar Lessons. I Tried To Join Bands. My Mom Always Said It Was Obvious That Nothing Was Going To Stop Me.

I Bought All My Friends Guitars And I Had A Good Time With My Money. But Then One Day The Irs Came Knocking.

Of Course, I Have A Different Vested Interest In The Gay Community, Because I Am Gay, And I Would Certainly Enjoy The Tax Advantages That Straight People Have, And The Inheritance Advantages, And Things Like Social Security, But I've Always Been A Civil Rights Advocate Across The Board. That's How I Was Raised.