I am diagnosed with not having enough insanely-addictive drugs coursing through my body.

Jesus is magic, because he turned water into wine. I think he made the statue of liberty disappear in the 80s or something.

Making my family laugh when I was little - it became an addiction. It was a kind of survival.

I don't want to be a facilitator for other funny people. It doesn't seem smart for me to be in a comedy and not be funny. My spirit can't take it.

I dress normal because I want people to treat me regular. And their brains explode. It's really fun.

She, uh, came out of the closet recently, my niece. Um... She announced to the family that she's a lesbian and... She's seven, did I mention that? And, uh, I don't even know if she knows what a lesbian is, but I support her completely. And, uh... I'll tell you what's heartbreaking. My sister punished her for it. Can you believe that? No pussy for a week. Which to us may not sound like... But when you're seven, you know, a week is a long time.

People who like what I do come in all shapes and sizes. Not sure what the common denominator is per se. Oh, it's meeee! But to be embraced by a progressive community means something to me and this one feels like home.