I Don’t Dabble And Spend Much Mind

A Creep Is Someone Who Claims He's One Thing But He's Actually Another.

Offers Dried Up After A Few Years And It Was Like I Had Fallen Off The Radar.

I Know When I Grew Up, It Was, If It Was Daylight Outside, Get Outside. Well, Now, With The Technological Age Of Computers And Everything, Everyone's Inside Virtually Going Everywhere They Want To Go, Virtually Having Relationships, Virtually Traveling Across The Neighborhood, Virtually Going To That Island.

My Father – Who I Know Is Up There Right Now, With A Big Pot Of Gumbo, He’s Got A Lemon Meringue Pie, He’s Probably In His Underwear, And He’s Got A Cold Can Of Miller Lite – And He’s Dancing.

What I Always Look For Is Someone That Really Knew How To Lean Up Against A Bar, Get A Drink, Sit On A Barstool. When People Are In Bars They're Relaxed. No Real Right Angles - It's Slow Moves, It's Slow Conversations. You Can Tell A Loud Joke, But Everyone's Very Relaxed. I Never Would Pick Somebody Nervous Or Twitchy. If I Found Guys With Beards, I'd Ask Them, Don't Trim The Edges, Don't Go In And Manicure Yourself Up. I Always Look For People That Look Like They're Comfortable In Their Own Skin, That Wouldn't Feel Like It Was The First Time They Were Ever In A Bar.