Randomness I Love. And I Still Love

There Was No One, When I Was In School, Who Talked About Going In And Blowing Up Students. The Teachers Were Very Stern And Hateable, But Nobody Ever Mentioned Murder.

I Wanted Very Much To Be Miles Davis When I Was A Boy, But Without The Practice. It Just Looked Like An Endless Road.

I Wouldn't Buy Somebody's Album On A Dare If They Called Him A Musician's Musician. I Don't Write To Be A Writer's Writer. I Don't Want To Be Like The Little-magazine Writer.

Most Novels I Come Across Have All The Excitement Of A Long Trip On A Bus With A Sensitive Glee Club. Yammer And Chat.

Professional Southerners Sicken Me.