For His Sake I'm Sorry That Robert

My Uncle Is From Argentina, So I Grew Up Hearing Spanish. My Spanish Isn't Very Good, But My Pronunciation Isn't Terrible.

What Sounds Good On The Radio Is Really Loud Kick Drums And Loud Snare Drums, When Everything's Bombastic And In Your Face. It's The Equivalent Of A Houseguest Who Screams All The Time.

When I Was A Drunk, New York Was The Greatest Place In The World. You Walk Everywhere, Everything Is Open Until Four In The Morning, And People Go To New York Looking For Debauchery.

I Think That Growing Up Very Poor In A Very Wealthy Town Gave Me A Sense Of Being An Outsider, And I Hated It When I Was Growing Up.

I'd Just Rather Have A Really Sharp, Interesting, Smart Gay Son Than Some Big Dumb Hetero Meathead.