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I Would Never Join The Tea Partiers, Because I Don't Have A Problem With The Color Of Obama's Skin. I Don't Have A Problem With Immigrants. You Know What I Mean? I Do Have Genuine Problems With Policy And Government Corruption. Sure I Do. And I Speak Very Candidly About That, Regardless Of Who's In Office. But Since The Tea Partiers Are Ridiculous, Why Would I Urge Anyone To Participate With Them?

I Make Jewelry Occasionally. I'm Not A Hobbyist. I'm A Reader, I'm A Lover Of Books, I Like To Watch Movies, But Mostly A Lot Of Nothing. I'm Quite Content Doing Very Little.

There's No Reason To Be Doing Comedy During The Day In A Hot Tent. I Don't Know Why Anyone Thinks It's A Good Idea, But Festival After Festival Keeps Doing It. I Did See Some Of The Other Comedians Struggling.

There's A Fake Facebook Me. There's A Fake Me Twittering. Sometimes, When It Was At The Height Of Right-wing Nonsense Picking On Me, There Would Be A Fake Me Writing Letters To The Editor. Just Totally Not Even Something I've Ever Said, That Will Then Become Part Of The Echo Chamber.

There's Been Times When I Have Actually Had Sex Indoors. And Then You Kind Of Sober Up A Little When It's Over. I Become Like A Bartender At 2 Am. Ok, People, Let's Move It Out! Yeah, You Don't Have To Go Home But You Can't Stay Here.