I'm Not Really Into Horror Movies.

I Still Get Stopped By Those Freaky Fundamentalists Going "oh, I'm So Glad You Did Tribulation." And I Wanna Go, "don't Count Me Into Your Group, Honeybuns. I'm Not One Of You."

Mostly, In The Great Waldo Pepper I Remember The Lovely Ed Herrmann Befriending Me And Taking Care Of Me. I Was Crying A Lot. I Was A Real Mess When We Made That. But This Is All Such Ancient History, Jesus Lord. Was This Before Or After The Sting?

I'll Have That Inscribed On My Damn Grave. I Still Get Stopped For Being Lois Lane, And I'm 60 And Have Two Grandchildren. So It's Kind Of Weird.

God, George Bush Makes Me Want To Slash My Wrists. He's So Embarrassing I Have To Leave The Room When He's On The News. What A Monkey.

I Just Fell In Love With Thomas Mcguane The Minute I Saw Him. He Was The Handsomest Guy I'd Ever Seen, And Gorgeous And Sexy, And He Had Long Hair And Cowboy Boots And Tight Jeans. So It Was Truly An Act Of Love, To Say The Least, And It Ended Up Having A Permanent Impact On My Life, Obviously.