When The Beer Is Gone,

I Would Like To Go For A Ride With You, Have You Take Me To Stand Before A River In The Dark Where Hundreds Of Lightning Bugs Blink This Code In Sequence: Right Here, Nowhere Else! Right Now, Never Again!

When The Beer Is Gone, So Are They -- Flexing Their Cars On Up The Boulevard.

I Probably Have Less Revision Than Those Who Have That Wonderful Rush Of Story To Tell - You Know, I Can't Wait To Tell You What Happened The Other Day. It Comes Tumbling Out And Maybe Then They Go Back And Refine. I Kind Of Envy That Way Of Working, But I Just Have Never Done It.

It Was Like That Class At School Where The Teacher Talks About Realization, About How You Could Realize Something Big In A Commonplace Thing. The Example He Gave--and The Liar Said It Really Happened--was That Once While Drinking Orange Juice, He'd Realized He Would Be Dead Someday. He Wondered If We, His Students, Had Had Similar 'realizations.' Is He Kidding? I Thought. Once I Cashed A Paycheck And I Realized It Wasn't Enough. Once I Had Food Poisoning, And Realized I Was Trapped Inside My Body.

They Say The Smart Dog Obeys But The Smarter Dog Knows When To Disobey.