People In New York Love Having Roof

Buddha, Much Like Everyone Else Has Good And Bad Days.

I Don't Feel I'm Even Worthy Of A Normal Amount Of Value.

I Mean, I've Had Bartenders And Waiters And Waitresses Make A Comment About A Joke Of Mine, Like Pointing Out Some Sort Of Logic Error Or Something That I've Never Even Thought About, And They're Right.

I Want To Release Another Cd This Year, Finish Writing A Screenplay, And Make Another Short Film

I'm Particularly Proud Of My Reluctance To Share My Dreams With Anyone.