...funny how people want a return to the good ole days. Of coarse the good ole days of being a rich white plantation owner. Everyone seems to forget the poor white farmer.

The owner of Mojo's was a suicide blonde, dyed by her own hand.

I am a comic writer, which means I get to slay the dragons, and shoot the bull.

I finally figured out the only reason to be alive is to enjoy it.

I don't believe in straight or gay. I really don't. I think we're all degrees of bisexual.

Language exerts hidden power, like the moon on the tides.

friendship is love made bearable.