I'm just writin' about my little ol' love affair.

When you get to readin' about where the music and John Steinbeck and all those people like that come from, the further you go the more interesting it becomes.

Well, I'm kinda like George Carlin. I think that there ought to be a time where everybody should have all the drugs they want and there'd be nobody in charge, sort of like... now!

There's two kind of cherries, and two kind of fairies, and two kind of mothers I'm told.

Despite of all my Sunday learnin', toward the bad I kept turning.

I just follow my nose, and instead of letting someone run my affairs and probably make me wealthy within a matter of years, I've just kept the board of directors down to zero. I make all the decisions, and they can't all be right, and my lifestyle is very expensive, so that means I have to work a lot. It's the opposite side of the coin from sinking back into the recliner and becoming somebody they bury.

Diana Krall knocks me out. I like jazz and I like her simple approach.