I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everyone was, especially me.

It’s strange how things can change back as suddenly as they changed originally. When one thing happens and suddenly, things are back to normal.

You take girls, for example. They're copying their moms and magazines and everything to know how to act around guys. I mean it's not like in movies where girls like assholes or anything like that. It's not that easy. They just like somebody that can give them purpose.

And even if she says no, and really means yes, then quite frankly she's playing games and isn't worth the price of dinner.

As I was walking up the stairs to dad's old room, and I was looking at the photographs, I started thinking that there was a time when these weren't memories. That someone actually took the photograph, and the people in the photograph had just eaten lunch or something.

If you are in a movie theater, you can look two people down and they are laughing while you are laughing or you can look three people down and they love that song that you love. It is living proof that you are not alone.

You ever think Charlie, that our group is the same as any other group like a football team? And the only real difference between us is what we wear and why we wear it?