1: I've told some lies, met some spies, and danced barefoot in the sand.
2: I walked through the town were I grew up, and someone told me I was in town.
3: I was supposed to have been a Jesuit priest or a Naval Academy grad. That was the way my parents perceived me, and those were the plans that they had.
4: I love cajun martinis and playin' afternoon golf.
5: I tried to amend my carnivorus habit, and made it nearly 70 days.
6: I like mine with lettuce and tomato, heinz 57 and french-fried potatoes, big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer (and mustard and onions, all done "medium rare". . . basically just like the song says)
7: I spent some time with an old friend, and in greeting I was pleasently surprised when she kissed my cheek and called me by an old nickname.
8: I've asked myself when I got in a fix, 'What would Popeye do in a tight spot like this?'
9: Fallen in love in a library.
10: Asked a girl, "Please come to Boston?"
11: I'm descended from a long line of sailors.
12: I sat on a bench in Jackson Square, drinking wine and breathing midnight air.
13: Actually, seriously asked, "Who's gonna steal the peanut butter?"
14: My oringinal destination is just another story I love to tell.
15: When I tell people about my life, it's really only partially true. Of course, the life and the tellin' are both real to me, and they all run together. Believe it or not, I've made up a few things, and there are some I've forgotten.
16: I will tell stories for gumbo. Gumbo is a bit like religion and a lot like sex, mainly because I never know when I'll get it next.
17: Sometimes I feel like I've lived too long, like the days drip slowly on the page.
18: My only tatoo is a badge of validation, or so I say. Really, it's more of a permanent remeinder of a rather temporary feeling.
19: I looked to my right and saw a terrible sight: the bass-man taking a bad fall!
20: I sayed in a Holiday Inn once where there was a convention of surgeons. They got me drunk on beer and took me out to see a stripper.
21: Once, I ran into a chum with a bottle of rum and we wound up drinking all night.
22: When I need a holiday, I just grab my backpack and hit the trail.
23: I live in a terminal daydream.
24: I've committed a little mortal sin at a drive in.
25: My ideal vacation is not where I can dress to suit the weather, but where the weather suits my clothes.
26: I've had covert randezvous in the place down the block. There's no clock on the wall, so lunch effectively lasts forever.
27: On the wall in the bathroom of Captain Tony's Saloon, I've read the words, "I ate the last mango in Paris."
28: I've made points with more than one stewardess high over Long Island Sound.
29: I've eaten doughnuts at the Cafe Du Monde. They came out so deliciously hot, I couldn't touch them, but eventually I won. I ate way too much.
30: I've woken up on the steps of a whore-house.
31: I once grew (or rather tried to grow) a Boston Blackie mustache.
32: Tried to call my girl from a noisy bar in Avalon.
33: Spent 3 days on a train.
34: I shot six holes in my freezer.
35: I piled up a bunch of demerits in high school, just because I could.
36: When I'm drunk, I'm a fearless man.
37: As I get older, the desire to move around is becoming more pronounced, and I want less and less to go home.
38: I had dreams of becoming an eco-terrorist at one point, but they're somewhat of a dying breed.
39: When it comes to ritual, I always consider myself a gypsy, left alone in the palace of the Gods.
40: I recently spent a lunch break that just didn't end. There was hell to pay the next morning, but I didn't care.