I Never Thought I Was Right For

I Am Talking About Ultimate Deceit. I Am Talking About Unparalleled Treachery. Bottomless Lies. Depths That Are Seen That Are Previously Unimaginable. Darkness And Shattering Despair That Could Break Bones. Paranoia And Horror That Could Stop The Heart Cold. All Inflicted On One's Self By One's Self. The Soul Turns Schizophrenic And Goes Hopelessly Insane.

I Was In Pakistan In Islamabad When Bhutto Was Assassinated, And The Next Day, You Know, There's Just Plumes Of Smoke Everywhere. I Mean, Islamabad Is On Fire.

I Have Been Listening To The Stooges' Self-titled First Album For Well Over Half My Life, And It Remains One Of The Most Exciting And Essential Records I Have Ever Had The Good Fortune To Come Into Contact With.

I Try To Get Myself Up And Moving As Early As Possible. Optimum Is To Be On The Treadmill While It Is Still Dark Outside.

I Have Found The Iron To Be My Greatest Friend. It Never Freaks Out On Me, Never Runs. Friends May Come And Go. But Two Hundred Pounds Is Always Two Hundred Pounds