A biography for Kevin James Shayhasn’t been written yet.
“The moon, almost full, shines high in the sky in front of me. I roll down the window and rest my arm on top of the door frame. The night air blowing in softly through the open window feels cool on my face. For the moment, all seems right with the world.”
“You can't spend months insulting almost every group imaginable and then expect everyone to suddenly sing kumbaya together.”