But I don't distinguish between being laughed with, and laughed at. I'll take either.

He's as nutty as a vegan T-bone.

I gave my mother a matching set [of mugs] for Christmas, and she accepted them as graciously as possible, announcing that they would make the perfect pet bowls. The mugs were set on the kitchen floor and remained there until the cat chipped a tooth and went on a hunger strike.

I like to reserve the right to write about whatever I like.

...clatter of a typwriter suggests that you're actually building something.

Sometimes with 'The New Yorker,' they have grammar rules that just don't feel right in my mouth.

I never got the idea of a punishing God, just a really boring one. To see people growing up in the Carolinas who were Baptist, I knew there were others who felt God was going to send them to hell for any little thing, but not me.