I Am No Stranger To Loud Music.

Bachelors Know All About Parties. In Fact, A Good Bachelor Is A Living, Breathing Party All By Himself. At Least That Is What My Girlfriend Said When She Found The Gin Bottles Under The Couch. I Believe Her Exact Words Were, "you're A Disgusting, Drunken Mess." And That's A Good Description Of A Party, If It's Done Right.

If We Do Our Deficit Spending On Weapons, At Least We Get Weapons. Then If We Need Weapons, We Have Them. If We Don't Need Them, No Harm Is Done.

Of Course, The Humans In Haiti Have Hope. They Hope To Leave.

The Question Nowadays Is Not What Makes Government Work. The Question Is How Do We Make It Stop.

Dating Is The Social Engagement With The Threat Of Sex At Its Conclusion.