I'm Deeply Driven And Want My Finger

In The Last Few Years, The Very Idea Of Telling The Truth, The Whole Truth, And Nothing But The Truth Is Dredged Up Only As A Final Resort When The Alternative Options Of Deception, Threat And Bribery Have All Been Exhausted.

By The End Of The Week, If I'm Still Alive, I Get To Write Whatever I Want About It All.

I Can't Drive, So I Can Only Live In New York, Which Is Fine With Me.

I'm Just A Simple Kid From Brooklyn Who Landed Into The Most Enchanted Lifestyle Imaginable.

I Go To Screenings, Then Plays, Then After-parties, Then Clubs.