I've Become Less Angry And

There's Nothing More Horrifying Than The Possibility Or The Idea That You Will Just Fade Away Into Obscurity.

If You Can't Afford The Good Food Or If You Can't Afford Health Care Or If You Don't Have A Job Or If Your Car Is Dangerous Because You Can't Get It Fixed And You Die, You Just Lost The Game-bzzzzz-thanks For Playing Extreme Capitalism.

There's This Whole Post-modern, Nuevo Beatnik, Retro-bohemian Thing Going On, You Know What I Mean? You Walk Into Some Coffee Shops, And It Feels Like You're An Ex-patriot In Paris In The 20s. You're Like, 'hey, Isn't That A Young Ernest Hemingway Over There? Yeah, I Think It Is! Hey, Let's Go Have A Look And See What He's Writing... It's A Gap Application.'

I Think Things Evolve Into Jokes. I Don't Generally Write Them Down As Jokes. I Talk Them Out.

Art Is Supposed To Punch You In The Brain, And It's Supposed To Stay Punched.