Funerals...are For The Living.

This Was What I Liked Most About My Friends: Just Sitting Around & Telling Stories.

The Consequences Of Being Un-cool Feel So Big That A Lot Of Times You End Of Not Finding Ways To Have Open And Honest Conversations.

Thank You," I Say, Pounding His Back Probably Too Hard. "that Was The Best Damned Passenger-seat Driving I've Ever Seen In My Life." He Pats My Uninjured Cheek With His Greasy Hand. "i Did It To Save Myself, Not You," He Says. "believe Me When I Say That You Did Not Once Cross My Mind. " I Laugh. "nor You Mine," I Say.

The Thing About Chameleoning Your Way Through Life Is That It Gets To Where Nothing Is Real.

Nothing To Be Gained By Worrying Between Now And Then.