My Family Was All Police

My Family Was All Police And Hard Hats At The Refineries; They Didn't Know What To Think About Me. So I Became A Closet Writer.

Los Angeles Is The Evolutionary Edge.

Everything We Are Is Anchored In Our Childhoods. The Drama Comes In How We Deal With It. Are We Slaves To Our Past, Or Can We Rise Above It? This Is The Stuff Of Great Stories.

When Dogs Fulfill Their Roles They Are Ecstatically Happy.

Some Of Us Find Our Way With A Single Light To Guide Us; Others Lose Themselves Even When The Star Field Is As Sharp As A Neon Ceiling. Ethics May Not Be Situational, But Feelings Are. We Learn To Adjust, And, Over Time, The Stars We Use To Guide Ourselves Come To Reside Within Rather Than Without.