As I look around at my life, I find that I am satisfied. I don't want anything more than what I have. Tucson is enough. This house is enough. It's enough to work where I work and come home to my family.
I enjoy cooking for my friends. I like sharing good wine with people who have realized how to live, who aren't running away from anything, and who feel good just being in their bodies.
I have very little patience for people who would rather be somewhere else. I have very little patience for politicians or anyone who thinks they have the answer.
I do not like additives or preservatives. I do not like vegetarians, environmentalists, bible thumpers, militant lesbians, rednecks, yuppies or anyone who owns a Hummer. I find Hummers to be the ultimate expression of militarism and capitalism run amuck. I detest loud people (unless they are mentally ill, in which case I love them). I like decay in all its forms. Most dogs are dirty. Most cats are obnoxious. I can't decide which bothers me more.
The secret to a good life is pleasure. Sex is good for you. Delicious food is good for you. Tasteless food and sex are not good for you. Raw spinach can kill you, so cook your goddamn food and quit dieting. Have sex instead.
There is no God except the one you bring with you, so you might as well sit down and be quiet.
One life to live. No exceptions. Make it a good one.
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