I Remember, When 9/11 Went Down, My

There's No Destination. There's No Getting Anywhere. There's Just The Going. The Key To Life Is To Make The Going Really Fun. Because People That Are Like, “if I Just Get To This, Then Boom!” And Then They Get There And There's This Dawning Of An Afterwards. Whereas I'm Just Always In The Going. And It's Not A Frantic Going Like, “i Gotta Keep Going Or I'm Gonna Go Nuts!” I Can Not Do Anything For Weeks Or Months If I Need To And Just Sit And Read Books Or Watch Movies. I'm Just As Fine Consuming And Absorbing New Art As I Am Trying To Make It. But It's All In The Going.

We Need Conservatives That Can Accept Gays, And Then We Need Hippies That Can Shave And Bathe.

Yeah, There Were A Few Years In The Early Nineties Where I Really Began To Hate What Was Valued As Funny And Just Sort Of What Was Valued In Stand-up, Period.

Growing Up There Are Always Those Kids Who Are Only Happy When They Are Making Someone Else Upset. That Is Unfortunately Just How Some People Are. Some People Are Just Born With Bad Wiring.

I'm Not Familiar With The Metric System.