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"Did everything go according to plan yesterday?"

"When you speak of everything going according to plan, you are speaking about one thing, aren't you, my amicable pervert?"

"What would that one thing be, my amiable prude?"

"Whether or not my one thing joined her one thing in the only thing?"

"You do have that ability to take a thing and reduce it to its essence. That's the reason I find your conversation entertaining. If it weren't for the retelling of your adventures, my life would be boring. There was no way my father and his generation were living your lifestyle when they were our age. They were living the eight-to-five existence and spending their weekends cutting the yard and making repairs around the house. They must have had an affair or two, but their only extravagance was n sporadic drunk. I live the same boring life without the felicity of finding fulfillment in the mundane ticking of their clocks."

"They were happy. They had found contentment in marital bliss and raising families after surviving the bleakness of the Depression and the violence of WWII. These experiences had taught them to put life in the proper perspective."

"Boring, no?"

"We are the generation of the cheap thrill. Without abandoning the sacred tradition of alcohol, we benefited from the enlightenment of drugs and the liberation of birth control. Why would anyone want to give up getting high and getting fucked when both are plentiful and accessible?"

"Aren't you cheating yourself of something more profound?"

"What would that be unless you have brainwashed yourself into thinking by living a centered life and advocating a certain belief it will result in an ultimate reward? I can't capitulate to some transcendent idea. I have a daughter who keeps me focused and connected. I have my own flights of fancy that I might write something provocative and entertaining, but that doesn't mean I don't entertain the thought of putting a bullet through my head."

"If you put a bullet through your head, there is no way that things can go according to plan. Instead of consummation, you have culmination. A well-devised plan, as you explained previously, can culminate in consummation."

"My hopeful, amigo. It's all hopeless. I look into the face of my optimistic angel and I know that age, sickness and death will one day sweep her away. And that doesn't include all the travail she will bear between now and then."

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