I fondly dedicate this book to all the midnight coffee-campers in coffee shops and diners around the world. "My hands are loosely resting On a large brown steering wheel. There is loud, Sensually rhythmic music Pounding from my speakers. I am alone." - A Drive In The Dark] "Picking Shards of glass From a Broken picture frame I am reminded Of myself." - Nervous Laughter] "He said, She said, The wall said nothing In reply to all their Nothing." - In Reply To Nothing]