Day One: Still tired from the move.
The other night I was lying in bed, looking up at the stars, and I wondered, 'Where the hell is my roof?
I got a garage door opener. It can't close. Just open.
Tinsel is really snakes' mirrors.
When I get real bored, I like to drive downtown and get a great parking spot, then sit in my car and count how many people ask if I'm leaving.
Sometimes I wish my first word was 'quote,' so that on my death bed, my last words could be 'end quote.'