Hey, I read comics!

I've always wondered what it would be like if somebody from outer space landed with three heads. Then all of a sudden everybody else wouldn't look so bad, huh? Well, OK you're a little different from me but, hey, ya got one head.

My torso is short, but my arms are really long and gangly and my legs and my neck, and my feet and hands are really long, and I look like a duck.

It's that anonymous person who meanders through the streets and feels what's happening there, feels the pulse of the people, who's able to create.

It's an American quilt,

I'm not gonna worry about what people think about me. I'm too busy. I don't give a hoot.