There's something that's really fun about the challenge of making the mundane funny, too, I think.
Some people have their own bowling ball and their own bowling shoes... and no friends.
Some of my fear and anxieties surrounding faith, I think, provides some good comedy for my act.
Bacon bits are like the fairy dust of the food community.
I don't want to get involved in the culture war. Religion's iffy.
I'm kind of like a guy who's missing a little bit of the guy gene. Like, I love steak, but the notion of golfing is the last thing I would want to do. I love women, but I'm also a mama's boy, and some of my best friends are women. So I'm kinda half guy's guy.