And I almost passed out

Do you ever wake up and, upon seeing your ass over your shoulder later in the bathroom, notice that you don't have any pimples there, and afterwards feel like a carrot cake with cream cheese frosting or something equally valuable - this making you smile to yourself like Richard Widmark - or do you just always have spots on your ass?

I wonder, given my disposition, if I would tire of scaling buildings with my grappling hook, had I a grappling hook.

Mestizos who look Asian. Think about it.

Walking away from the library I saw Amy Burgoon, my estranged best friend, and thought maybe, like me, she would be five years older. I stood away from the door and hesitated from yelling her name and running after her. The young black woman with the red mohawk should know that I was not staring at her, she was just in the way.

On the roof of someplace tall, if you were flying a kite and an ornery wind blew over, whose pituitary gland among you would convince the rest of your brain that the kite would pull you off? Do you ever feel vertiginous feelings from a sitting position? Does this mean that you're afraid of heights? How many episodes of The Heights have you seen?

Harlan Ellison told me not to watch any TV, including smart TV. That means Bill Moyers Journal. I have seen half an episode of The Heights, and I blame TV for my poor attention.

My psychologist told me to pay more attention to practical matters. He was talking in code about the Credentialing Process.