I was told when I grew up I could be anything I wanted: a fireman, a policeman, a doctor - even President, it seemed. And for the first time in the history of mankind, something new, called an astronaut. But like so many kids brought up on a steady diet of Westerns, I always wanted to be the avenging cowboy hero - that lone voice in the wilderness, fighting corruption and evil wherever I found it, and standing for freedom, truth and justice. And in my heart of hearts I still track the remnants of that dream wherever I go, in my endless ride into the setting sun.

Speaking of Satan, I was watching Rush Limbaugh the other day.

Would you let the aliens land, please? They might be here to pick me up.

Sixteen years I've pounded my head against the mentality of America, which...I'd say it's about an 8th grade emotional level.

And I'm not getting laid! What am I doing wrong?

It seems to me that there will be a point in out development or our evolution where you put your guns aside.

I'm tired of this back-slappin' "isn't humanity neat" bullshit. We're a virus with shoes.