What's the opposite of suck? Un-suck?

A good, stinky French cheese or a good Stilton. These are things I really, really love. Dessert I can obviously live without.

Being a vegan is a first-world phenomenon, completely self-indulgent.

I believe - to the best of my recollection, anyway - that I soon made the classic error of moving from margaritas to actual shots of straight tequila. It does make it easier to meet new people.

I managed to reach a depth of self-loathing that usually takes a night of drinking to achieve.

I could eat bloody Elvis - if you put enough vinegar on him.

An employer of mine back in the '80s was kind enough to take me on after a rough patch, and it made a big difference in my life that I knew I was the sort of person who showed up on time. It's a basic tell of character.