I was in Nashville, Tennessee last year. After the show I went to a Waffle House. I’m not proud of it, I was hungry. And I’m alone, I’m eating and I’m reading a book, right?...

We need to remember what’s important in life: friends, waffles, work. Or waffles, friends, work. Doesn’t matter, but work is third.

You should eat a waffle! You can’t be sad if you eat a waffle!

The next three hours went by in a mind-numbing haze. By the time the cab pulled up to the airport terminal, she was pissed. Not at him though. She wanted to be-she’d fallen back in...

Isn’t it weird,” I said, “the way you remember things, when someone’s gone?”What do you mean?”I ate another piece of waffle. “When my dad first died, all I could think about was that day. It’s...