Women can really be who they are. I'm about to say the F word, feminist. Often that word has such a negative connotation.

It's a big deal about whether or not gays can march in the St. Patrick's Day Parade and I have to say that on some level I kind of see their point. Because when you think about it, it is a real macho heterosexual event. Bunch of guys in short skirts on a cart made of rose pedals sharing a bag pipe. That's not for sissies.

I have a rule, and that is to never look at somebody's face while we're having sex; because, number one, what if I know the guy?

I used to think drinking was the only way to be happy. Now I know there is no way to be happy.

Women can really be who they are. I'm about to say the F word, feminist. Often that word has such a negative connotation.

I'm all over the place, and I consider myself a bit of a scrounger: 'What will I do next, so I'm not broke?'

I want to be so famous that drag queens will dress like me in parades when I'm dead.