You Know, Before I Would Think, My

I Don't Want To Be A Spokesman For Family Values, But That's The Way My Standup Is Perceived.

I Would Get My Student Loans, Get Money, Register And Never Really Go. It Was A System I Thought Would Somehow Pan Out.

Failure-it Centers Me. Too Much Success Has Me Thinking, All Right, What's Goin' On?

I'm Now Unemployed. It's A Weird Feeling With No Work, But At Least There's Still Golf. Standup Comedy Is Like My Core, It's What I Do. But I Want To Be A Pro Golfer. It's A Love/hate Relationship With Golf. I Can Come Away Feeling So Serene, And Yet, It's The Thing That I Can Let Get To Me To Throw A Club And Say Curses That Don't Even Exist. I'm Obsessed With Something That Won't Let Me Master It. I Don't Know. I Need Therapy.

Whenever I Walk Off The Golf Course, I Thank God That I'm Able To Tell A Joke. I Thank God I'm Good At Something.