If I Were The Last Person On

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..."

God And The Universe Said To Me One Day, "you're Only Going To Get What's Good For You." That's Kind Of How I Try To Look At Things. Isn't That True, When You Look Back At Things? "ooh, I'm Glad I Didn't Get That!" You Get More Philosophical When You Get Older, With The More Life Experiences You Have. But I Don't Have Any Bad Feelings Towards Anybody That Was Ever Involved In Any Of That Stuff, Because I Don't Think That People Usually Set Out To Hurt You. I Think That Hurt Is All Manufactured By Yourself And Your Expectations.

I Started A Big Part Of My Career In Vegas.

I Have A Very Warm Spot In My Heart For Vegas.

I Live In California, The Worst Place In The World For Fat People. There Are Three Of Us. They Have Us On Eight-hour Shifts, So It Works Out.