When My Dad Died A Lot Of

Documenting One's Life In The Midst Of Living It Is A Strange Pursuit.

On The Plane, An Eight-year-old With An Excess Of Testosterone Keeps Running Across My Feet. Finally I Grab Him By His T-shirt And Say, Very Sweetly, 'listen, Darling, If You Don't Stop Trampling Me I'm Going To Make You Sit On My Lap While I Tell You My Entire Life Story. Including A Lot Of Details About Drug Rehab And My Divorce.' He Goes Back To His Seat.

Once Your Kids Get Older And Get Out Of The House, It's Not Like It Stops. They're On The Phone With Me Every Day; I'm Intimately Involved In Their Problems.

I Wanted To Be A Songwriter.i Didn't So Much Want To Be A Performer.i More Grew Into That Just From Being A Songwriter.

Well, The First Year I Lost My Voice I Didn't Mind So Much Because I Was Going To Have A Baby And I Was Distracted With Him Anyway, I Didn't Even Think About It That Much, Well, Ok, This Is What's Happening.