People Don't Get Better, They

Somebody Said The Prospect Of Eminent Death Has A Wonderful Clarifying Effect On The Mind. And I Don't Know If That's True, But I Do Think It Probably Causes Some Changes, Some Evolution In The Way A Person Works. But On A Day-by-day Basis, I Just Still Enjoy Doing What I'm Doing.

My Wife Has Told Me Since That I Was Hungover Every Mornng Until About Two In The Afternoon, And From Five Until Midnight I Was Drunk Out Of My Mind. So She Says There Was This Period Of About Three Hours When She Could Talk To Me Like A Rational Human Being.

The Only Wat To Get Better At Writing Is To Write. And Read.

If I Cannot Horrify, I'll Go For The Gross Out. I'm Not Proud.

This Is How A Man Looks When He's Deciding That The Risk Of Death Is Better Than The Risk Of Change.