I'm ready to get in on the money business. I'm tired of it. I'm indifferent to it. I'd rather sit home and drink and pick up royalty checks. As it is now, if anything went wrong with our car, we've got so little money we'd be stuck.
Every little thing makes for a real critical situation.
For a check-up. Actually, I think I'd like to spend 364 days in the funny farm and just come out one day a year. I would too. Then, too those people in Nashville consider me a weird recluse who they've heard of but who never comes to land. I'll come into town, like, five minutes and give 'em a tape and disappear.