L.a.: Come On Vacation, Go Home On

How Did I Change My Life? I Wanted Things. I Wanted Women And I Wanted To Write Books.

I Got A Woman I'm Loyal To Above All Things, Above My Career. She's Profound To Me. I'm Quiet. I Live In Kansas City. I Work.

In The Time Just Before The Bombing Of Pearl Harbor, When Perfidia Opens, We Were Pre-psychologized. There Were No Concepts Of Identity, No Politics Of Victimization. Reparation Wasn't In The Language. Nobody Thought About Giving The Great Grandchildren Of Black Slaves So Much As $1.98. And All Of A Sudden The Bombs Hit, Interventionism Versus Isolationism Became A Dead Issue, And It Was Us-versus-them In A Heartbeat.

I Don't Know Anybody In The Underworld. I Make This Stuff Up. I Don't Know Any Criminals.

My Father Actually Went To College, And My Mother Went To Nursing School, So, You Know. I Wouldn't... They Were Actually Too Square And Right-wing To Be Hip, Too Well-educated To Be White Trash, Too Sexy To Be Square. They Really Didn't Fit Any Mold. They Weren't Really Hipsters. They Were Just - They Were Two Of A Kind, Those Two.