Armchair warriors often fail - and we've been poisoned by these fairy tales

I saw a Dead Head sticker on a Cadillac. A little voice inside my head said, don't look back, you can never look back.

I have a bad back partially from playing the drums and singing. I used to have to hold my body in such a position that my spine got out of alignment.

I now derive physical and spiritual pleasure from gardening and there is tremendous satisfaction in knowing that I could survive almost anywhere if I had to.

I remember a time when things were a lot more fun around here, when good was good and evil was evil, before things got fuzzy.

I was flying back from Lubbock and I saw Jesus on the plane, or maybe it was Elvis. You know, they kind of look the same.

Armchair warriors often fail - and we've been poisoned by these fairy tales