And Yet Still I Worried. I Like

I Don't Believe In Prom,' I Reminded Her As She Rounded A Corner. I Expertly Angled My Raisin Bran To Accomodate The G-forces. I'd Done This Before.

We Landed, In Fact, Parallel To A Canal, Like There Were Two Runways: One For Us And One For Waterfowl.

You Listen To People So That You Can Imagine Them, And You Hear All The Terrible And Wonderful Things People Do To Themselves And To One Another, But In The End The Listening Exposes You Even More Than It Exposes The People You're Trying To Listen To.

Not That Smart. Not That Hot. Not That Nice. Not That Funny. That's Me: I'm Not That.

Hank, When People Call People Nerds Mostly What They're Saying Is,'you Like Stuff'.