The Squirrel In My Yard Really Knows

At The End Of The Day It's The End Of The Day.

I Think Comedy Is On An Organic Upsurge Right Now Because When I Started, It Was 1978 At The Comedy Store And Letterman Had Just Stopped Emceeing His Morning Show.

What I Have Now Are Good Problems Of Trying To Decide And What I Really Want To Do Is Good Work Next. My Phone's Ringing A Lot More And I've Got Nine Lines So When It Doesn't Ring, It's Very Frustrating.

Nothing Worse Than A Piece Of Dried Out Fish.

Apparently My Street Has A Leaf Blower Gang Who Tag Team All Day, So The Sounds Of The Leaf Blower Are Forever Blowing From Dawn To Dusk.