My Problem, I Try To Teach My

It Is The Best Part Of The Night. The Classic Interactive Lines Are 'where Are You From? What Do You Do For A Living?' I Almost Always Get Something Interesting.

I Don't Need A Holiday Or A Feast To Feel Grateful For My Children, The Sun, The Moon, The Roof Over My Head, Music, And Laughter, But I Like To Take This Time To Take The Path Of Thanks Less Traveled.

When I Sat Down To Write I Just Felt Like A Geek Writing About Myself. And Then It Dawned On Me, Just Because Of The Way I Am, I Can't Stop Talking, And Part Of The Problem Is That Anything That Gets Said Reminds Me Of Something That Happened To Me One Time, And Invariably I Cut People Off And Talk About Myself.

Adults Are Always Asking Little Kids What They Want To Be When They Grow Up Because They're Looking For Ideas

I Made Mistakes And I Broke The Law And I'm More Than Willing To Pay A Price For That. But There's A Price Beyond That That My Children Have Paid, And That's Not What Was Supposed To Happen.