It's So Much Easier To Be Cynical.

It Might Be One Thing To Think About Putting On A Dress, But When You're Actually Putting On A Dress, It's A Weird Thing, Because You're Going, "huh. I'm Putting On A Dress. Do I Leave My Underwear On? Do I Get Some Other Underwear? Is There Something Special I Should Wear?" All That Dumb Stuff. I'd Never Had Any Interest In Putting On My Mom's Clothes, Except To Think, "well, They Are Nice Clothes..."

I've Been In Vegas. That's Where You Get Into The Money Thing. Boy, You Get Greedy In Vegas, You Know. That's The Only Place That You Can Bet $25, Get It Up To $500 And Refuse To Quit.

I Have Added A Lot. There's Some Vegas Stuff And Hotel Stuff And A Whole Chunk On Health.

I Could Be An Alternative Comic. I Could Be That Really Dark - I Was - I Was A Very Dark Comic To Begin With. I Could Be That Guy, And The Only Reason I Didn't Is That I Wanted To Make Money. I Wanted To Be Popular. I Wanted To Be Liked More Than I Wanted To Be Admired.

At Thanksgiving, My Mom Always Makes Too Much Food, Especially One Item, Like 700 Or 800 Pounds Of Sweet Potatoes. She's Got To Push It During The Meal. "did You Get Some Sweet Potatoes? There's Sweet Potatoes. They're Hot. There's More In The Oven, Some More In The Garage. The Rest Are At The Johnson's."