Things got a little weird. I came to the conclusion that in order to solve the problem of my heart, it would be best to not want to have one. A heart, that is.

Yeah, and I here I am giving a shit again. I mean, I've made it this far. 62! And now I want it to be over with again, like I did when I was 9 and 16 and 28 and 33 and 43 and 55? At least I'm consistent.

In December 1948, a man and his wife were walking on Somerton Beach, near Adelaide, Australia. There was a man sitting there; they thought he might be drunk. Another couple thought he was asleep. The next morning it was discovered that he was…

My earliest memory is of being on a train at night; it's just darkness, maybe a tunnel, with lights flashing by. When I was 3, my grandmother brought me from Chicago to my mother in New York. It's probably a memory of that. About 10 years ago…

A song about deportation from Britain to Australia for minor crimes such as poaching.