I Was Sailing From Tedium

A Speech Is Poetry: Cadence, Rhythm, Imagery, Sweep! A Speech Reminds Us That Words, Like Children, Have The Power To Make Dance The Dullest Beanbag Of A Heart.

My Generation, Faced As It Grew With A Choice Between Religious Belief And Existential Despair, Chose Marijuana. Now We Are In Our Cabernet Stage.

The 2008 Election Settled Nothing, Not Even For A While. Our National Politics Are Reflecting What Appears To Be Going On Geologically, On The Bottom Of The Oceans And Beneath The Crust Of The Earth: The Tectonic Plates Are Moving.

Naps Are Nature's Way Of Reminding You That Life Is Nice, Like A Beautiful Swinging Hammock Strung Between Birth And Infinity.

Morals Are Concerned With What Aids Or Impedes The Fulfillment Of Basic Human Needs.