Some notes taken at the press conference: the question begged was "is there any difference between the wisdom to know the difference & the horse you rode in on,?" That was in context with "what if the glory days are gone just like the economy" referencing don't waste time on hope and the lady you brought to the dance IS the lady you'll be leaving with. Ha! A psychological charlatanism distracting the listener (or reader) into believing that this shit is unalterable graffiti. And the Lexus in his driveway gets 50 miles per gallon. How do these guys make it into the fame circle with such delicato bullshito as their platform? Here's the lowdown: We have not seen the end of the glory because it is eternal by definition and any linkage of the quest for wisdom and the manner in which ideas are introduced is like saying "if you put your foot in the toilet, you're shit". Well, maybe a little bit but it's too easy to try to get by on disproven nonsense than to actually use that time in front of the camera to wave toodle-loo. In my day as soon as someone started trashing love we all applauded we changed the blade in our razor. I've woiked too hard to fall for that hopeless crap. If half of success is just showing up then the other half is merely being a genius. Pack up all my care and woe, Here I go, Singing low, Bye bye blackbird,

I used to be a contender but now I aim the board of life towards the gleaming. It always takes me in to the right place and sorrow and remorse are like two toenails with polished chipped off. The issue's not whether to repaint them but what color? This is from a guy who learned all about motorboat when most kids his age were happy to just eat dirt. Then there was windshield wiper, man was that a breakthrough. I never let go, as one does when the getting's right. Pip effing pip.