New Orleans Is A Unique

I Have A Theory That The People Who Cook In Jails Are British Chefs.

My Therapist Says That I Choose Women That I Couldn't Possibly Succeed In A Relationship With Because I Really Want To Be Alone. Which Sounds Complicated And Convoluted To Me, But I Don't Know. Maybe She's Right. There's A Part Of Me That Wants That.

Every Leap Forward That I Make Is By Reaching Back And Firmly Getting A Footing In The Past, And Pushing Forward As Hard As I Can.

Me, I'm Spiritually Retarded, I Need To Be Knee Deep In Water With A Fly Rod In My Hands, That's About As Close To God As I Get.

I Was Born On This Mountain, This Mountains My Home, She Holds Me And Keeps Me From Worry And Woe.