I just thank God I don't live in a trailer.

I was suppose to be a Jesuit priest or a naval academy graduate.

I just want to live happily ever after, every now and then.

I can only say the first thing that pops into my mind is I remember, years ago, seeing kind of a has-been country singer working - when I first moved to Nashville - in a bar in a Holiday Inn.

Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years to late. Cannons don't thunder, there's nothing to plunder, I'm an over forty victim of fate.

I slowly surrender to the child in me who can't say goodbye.

I arm myself with punch lines and a big old water gun.