Sunday, June 17, 2012

It's hard to write The Great American Novel when you have a corn dog in the toaster oven.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

it makes me feel guilty that I can take George to lunch
and not my own Father.


Did I just totally screw everything up by trying to update all of the new darn-fangled options on Blogger?

Thursday, June 07, 2012

Welsh: You haven’t changed at all, have you Witt? You haven’t learned a thing … you’ll never be a real soldier.

Witt: I can take anything you dish out. I’m twice the man you are.

Welsh: In this world, a man, himself, is nothin’. And there ain’t no world but this one … we’re livin’ in a world that’s blown itself to hell as fast as everybody can arrange it.

Saturday, June 02, 2012

"You were sick, but now you are well again. And there's work to be done."