Imagine a plague you catch through your ears.

When you're thinking about the rest of your life, you're never really thinking more than a couple years down the road.

Tyler lies back and asks, "If Marilyn Monroe were alive right now, what would she be doing?" I say, goodnight. The headliner hangs down in shreds from the ceiling and Tyler says, "Clawing at the lid of her coffin.

Most times, it's just a lot easier not to let the world know what's wrong.

People have to deal with their issues together; they have to expose themselves and kind of exhaust themselves.

That's how a good story works. It changes how you feel. It brings you to a greater appreciation, a greater joy, of your own existence.

A couple drinks. A couple aspirin. Repeat.