"Some days are diamonds; some days are stone." That's kind of normal for everyone. I used to envy other people, thinking they were better than me somehow. The handsome young buck tooling around in his corvette, yep, he has a better life than me. Well, maybe he has parents that barely know he's alive and a scorching case of herpes. You never know. The grass is always greener, etc. In my own peculiar rambling way, I'm saying: It doesn't hurt to be happy. Don't matter who you are, where you are, what you are. I may not have a million, but whoopti-ding-dong-shit. I like me. If you ever feel down, shake yourself and remember: you're the only you there is, and you're pretty damn good. Don't need no applause to be a star. "American Idol" can kiss my ass. I'll never be famous, and that's all right with me.