I'm Used To Being Crazy And "rock-n-rolly",

What Do You Do After You Go To Space, More Importantly? You Can't Go To A More Intense, Awesome Thing. That's The End.

Before We Snap To Judge Someone Who's Done A Horrible Crime, Is It Possible That All Of Us In The Worst Possible Circumstances Could Be Capable Of Something Like That? So It's About Not Judging People Before Really Considering What The Circumstance Was And That Not All Murderers Are Created Equal. We Have A Tendency In Our Society To Just Say Murder? Cut And Dried. Go Away Forever. Or Maybe You Should Have The Electric Chair Yourself.

There Were Times When I Thought I Got A Bit More Punishment Than Was Coming To Me, But I Don't Regret A Minute Of It Now. Each Of Us Must Be Tempered In Some Fire. Nobody Had More To Do With Choosing The Fire That Tempered Me Than Myself, And Instead Of Finding Fault With The Fire I Give Thanks That I Had The Metal To Take The Temper And Hold It.

I Took A Year Of Karate. It Was Like Obligatory... Every Kid Was Taking Like One Year Of Karate And One Year Of Piano In My Town. It Was Bruce Lee And Liberace. But I Was Not A White Belt. I Graduated. I Had A Colour Belt - But That's All You Need To Know. It Could Have Been Black, It Could Have Been Yellow, Or It Could Have Been Anything In Between.

I'm Fairly Certain That Yolo Is Just Carpe Diem For Stupid People.