No matter what happens, somebody will find a way to take it too seriously.

Meetings are places where dead ideas rise from their graves and eat the brains of the living.

A small deer came into my camp and stole my bag of pickles. Is there a way I can get reimbursed? Please call.

It was Public Art, defined as art that is purchased by experts who are not spending their own personal money.

Think, for a moment, of the countless happy childhood hours you spent with this amazing device: Drawing perfect horizontals, drawing perfect verticals, drawing really spastic diagonals, trying to scrape away the silver powder from the window so you could look inside.

There is nothing as relaxing as being out on the open sea, listening to the waves and the wind and the sails and voices downstairs yelling "HOW DO YOU FLUSH THESE TOILETS?"

Greyhound Bus Lines motto: "We Stop For Some Damn Thing Every 200 Yards."