If I could have any job in the world, I'd start out by writing a blog on Wired.com.
The inmates and prisoners, I found they were my kind, and it was there inside the bars I found my peace of mind.
"Subterranean Homesick Blues" [of Bob Dylan] captures, in word-salad format, life in an encroaching police state.
I realize I don't do a very good job in keeping up to date, but I try to.
If you need somebody you can trust, trust yourself
I felt like I might as well have been living in another part of the solar system.