There is nothing as sweet as a comeback, when you are down and out, about to lose, and out of time.
I don't spend as much time on my hair as people think. I get out of the shower, whack some grease on there and I'm done.
Yeah, like, when I look back on my life, I just remember back what happened in '74, or something. It seems like only the real good stuff comes to mind. I don't think of all the tragedies and all the funerals. That just doesn't come to mind at all. I guess I'm really blessed that way.