My Nickname Was Skinabo - Skin And

I Guess I Worry About Weird Existential Things, Like How Do We Spend Our Final Act. This Is A Very Emotional Question. I Can't Answer It Without Crying. I Think, You're 56 Years Old, What Did You Do? You Raised Two Good Kids. What Am I Going To Do Now That Is As Meaningful As That? I Don't Know The Answer Yet.

Would You Just Strap Some Toe Shoes On And Dance 'swan Lake?' No. Would You Just Put A Violin In Your Hand And - ? No. I Felt That Way About Acting, And I Was Taught To Feel That Way. I Didn't Come To It On My Own.

I'd Never Say I'll Never Have A Facelift, But I'm Way Too Scared Of Looking Like A Different Person. I Have No Philosophical Or Political Position On Plastic Surgery; I Just Don't Want To Look Crazy. And I Don't Like Not Being Able To Tell How Old Someone Is: It's Creepy.

I'm A Little More Extreme Than A Homebody. Unless There's Some Event I Really Have To Go To, I Don't Like To Leave My House.

I'm Just Curious, Who's More Fit To Raise A Child? A Loving Committed Same-sex Couple Or An Unmarried 15-year-old With No Income And Really No Skills To Parent?