We All Know That Crap

You're Driving With Your Eyes Closed.

The Eagles Ended On A Rather Abrupt Note, Although In Retrospect I Realize Now That It Had Been Ending For Quite Some Time.

In The Old Days, Words Like Sin And Satan Had A Moral Certitude. Today, They're Replaced With Self-help Jargon, Words Like Dysfunction And Antisocial Behavior, Discouraging Any Responsibility For One's Actions.

This Year, Notoriety Got Confused With Fame, And The Devil Is Down Hearted Because There Is Nothing Left For Him To Claim.

I'm Blessed With A Pretty Good Voice. So Just Sitting Back There Banging On The Tubs Wasn't Enough.