4:00 am—it’s not too early to drink wine, it’s too late. Too late by seven minutes.


“My new book is going well. It’s practically writing itself! Actually, what I me…”

“I think eulogies are wasted on the dead. It’s the living who need to hear kind …”

“I oft go to a loft aloft in the sky. I go alone, because I enjoy the company of…”

“Sexy is fine. So is OK.”