kenkantor: Mother always said, "If you can't eat, sleep. If you can't sleep, eat."
kenkantor: The day he went to El Cerrito.
kenkantor: Please take me home with you, even if just for a moment.
kenkantor: Is it the future yet?
kenkantor: The fly.
kenkantor: Another overrated New York minute.
kenkantor: Maybe you should go home now.
kenkantor: The future will mock us, as we mock the past.