Today is a brand new day. A day of change, of promise, of creativity, of kindness, and of love. I'm going back to bed.

It think acceptance levels sort of swings back and forth. Like in the 60's there was a lot more freedom with sex that doesn't exist today. Language has gotten pushed a bit farther and violence is way far out.

My haircutter figured out I whine less if I'm under general anesthesia. I just hope when I awaken they haven't given me a Brazilian wax.

I have no agenda, nothing to control.

Some people rely on rumors and gossip because they are devoid of any original thought.

The secret to raising children is to love them... And teach them to operate in a way you can tolerate them the best.

I like to approach every day like it's my first, so this morning when I woke up I covered my body with red gelatin.