My Life Is Just A Never-ending Work

Sometimes It's Just 'oh My God, I Love The Taste Of Fried Oysters On French Bread With Mayonnaise And An Order Of French Fries.' I'm Not Going To Lie To You - I Deal With That Temptation Every Single Day, Many Times.

My Parents Always Told Me To Be Myself. I Was Always Funny And Silly As A Kid. And I Would Always Make Them Laugh. And They Always Told Me To Dream Big And Follow Those Dreams.

I Might As Well Be Gay. And Not Just Because I Love Rhinestones And Barbara Streisand. But Because Im A Sensitive Person Who Is Supportive Of Gay People The Same Way Im Sensitive To Grossly Obese People And Ugly People.

After I Talk To So Many People Who Are So Unhappy About Their Weight And So Depressed That They Don't See Any Rainbows In Their Life, After I Talk To About 30 Of Those, Then I Try To Walk Away And Pet My Dog, Just Do Something That Makes Me Happy.

I'm 64, But I Act Like I'm Still 12. I Go To Schools. At Colleges, They Come Out In Droves, They Almost Scare Me. I Think It's Just To See If I'm Still Alive. After I Work Them Out - And It's Not Easy - I Sit Them Down And We Have A Serious Talk. Are They Eating? Working On Their Body? I Can Say Things Parents Won't Say. No Matter Where I Go, I Talk To Each One Individually After I Teach. They Tell Me Things Like, 'i'm Starving, Guys Like Girls Thinner.' I Give Them Concrete Advice About Self-image And Self-worth.