People cannot endure inexplicable worthlessness
My purpose is to entertain myself first and other people secondly.
I want story, wit, music, wryness, color, and a sense of reality in what I read, and I try to get it in what I write.
In the morning I'm often anti-semantic.
A man with a credit card is in hock to his own image of himself.
We were about to give up and call it a night when somebody threw the girl off the bridge.