The outcome of a still veracitless life. Am I livin' it right?
I quit the media game. I'm out. I'm done.
Sometimes I get scared that I’m going to enter a web address into Twitter thinking it was my browser. That would be bad.
They say stay in the lines, but there's always something better on the other side.
I remember playing the guitar through the amplifier facing out the window of my house onto the street in the summer time - that was social media in 1992.
Look, demanding somebody do anything in this day and age is not going to fly.