That's Right, I Am A Book Kisser.

...it's Like This White-indian Thing Has Gotten Out Of Control. And The Thing With The Blacks And The Mexicans. Everybody Blaming Everybody...i Don't Know What Happened. I Can't Explain It All. Just Look Around At The World. Look At This Country. Things Just Aren't Like They Used To Be.' 'son, Things Have Never Been Like What You Think They Used To Be.

Last September 16th, I Was Walking In Downtown Seattle When This Pick-up Truck Pulls Up In Front Of Me. Guy Leans Out The Window And Yells, "go Back To Your Own Country," And I Was Laughing So Hard Because It Wasn't So Much A Hate Crime As A Crime Of Irony.

The World, Even The Smallest Parts Of It, Is Filled With Things You Don't Know.

And Then I Realized That My Sister Was Trying To Live A Romance Novel. Man, That Takes Courage And Imagination. Well, It Also Took Some Degree Of Mental Illness, Too, But I Was Suddenly Happy For Her. And A Little Scared. Well, A Lot Scared.

Seems Like The Cold Would Never Go Away And Winter Would Be Like The Bottom Of My Feet But Then It Is Gone In One Night And In Its Place Comes The Sun So Large And Laughable.