I Was A Bedwetter Until I Was

Drew Friedman Isn't Just A Brilliant Artist. He Takes You To A Place. He Takes You Back In Time. He Makes You Smell The Stale Cigarettes And Cold Brisket And You Say, Thank You For The Pleasure.

I Happen To Think That There Are Already Tons Of Perfectly Good Babies Out There Already Born.

My Stepfather, John O'hara, Was The Goodest Man There Was. He Was Not A Man Of Many Words, But Of Carefully Chosen Ones. He Was The One Parent Who Didn't Try To Fix Me. One Night I Sat On His Lap In His Chair By The Wood Stove, Sobbing. He Just Held Me Quietly And Then Asked Only, "what Does It Feel Like?" It Was The First Time I Was Prompted To Articulate It. I Thought About It, Then Said, "i Feel Homesick." That Still Feels Like The Most Accurate Description - I Felt Homesick, But I Was Home.

I'm Lucky Because I Intentionally Keep My Overhead Low, And So I Can Say, "no, Thank You."

People Are Always Introducing Me As Sarah Silverman, Jewish Comedienne. I Hate That! I Wish People Would See Me For Who I Really Am — I'm White!