Hey man, been a while since I’ve posted. I’ve been busy, y’know, being a cultural institution and all...also, my typewriter ran out of ink, so I’ve been making more in my bathtub. I think the chemicals are giving me a headache...I heard someone made a movie out of my life, but I didn’t see it. Why not? It’s my life man, I already know what happened...I hope they put in the part where I won half a million dollars playing pool against Norman Mailer...A lot of people know I introduced drugs to The Beatles, which is true, man, but I also introduced drugs to Lenny Bruce...that might have been a mistake...

I did blow with Barack Obama once, but on the other hand, I lie all the time...we could have a black guy or a woman in the white house next year, which is cool...I guess the times they are a-changin’...hey, I just thought of a really good idea for a song title...I was walking down this road the other day and someone said, “Hey, I’ve got a question: How many roads must a man walk down?” I said, “I don’t know man, it depends on where you want to go.” He said, “I want to go to a good deli.” I said, “Four.”...I have two cars, but one is broken and the other one is a plane...I have to go now, because these ink fumes are making me dizzy...also my typewriter just turned into a lizard...happy Basque National Day everyone.