Tell Me Where Are The Flashbacks They

And I Wound Up In New Orleans For All Those Years And It Was A Great Place, Really A Catalyst Creatively.

It Was Too Much Tequila, Or Not Quite Enough.

If Life Gives You Limes, Make Margaritas.

I Can't Fax You My Love, I Can't Email My Heart.

Our Children May Save Us If They Are Taught To Care Properly For The Planet; But If Not, It May Be Back To The Ice Age Or The Caves From Where We First Emerged. Then We'll Have To View The Universe Above From A Cold, Dark Place. No More Jet Skis, Nuclear Weapons, Plastic Crap, Broken Pay Phones, Drugs, Cars, Waffle Irons, Or Television. Come To Think Of It, That Might Not Be A Bad Idea.