It's cold out there, colder than a ticket taker's smile at the Ivar Theatre on a Saturday night.

I've never been a fan of personality-conflict burgers and identity-crisis omelets with patchouli oil. I function very well on a diet that consists of Chicken Catastrophe and Eggs Overwhelming and a tall, cool Janitor-in-a-Drum. I like to walk out of a restaurant with enough gas to open a Mobil station.

I admit that I ain't no angel, I admit that I ain't no saint - I'm selfish and I'm cruel and I'm blind. If I exorcise my devils, well my angels may leave too. When they leave they're so hard to find.

You're my North Star when I'm lost and feeling blue.

Folks who work here are professors. Don't replace all the knowers with guessors keep'em open they're the ears of the town

Don't you know there ain't no devil, it's just god when he's drunk.

The Universe is making music all the time.