I hate bumper stickers, you can't sum anything up. All you do is paint yourself in some caricaturist corner.
The best thing about me is there are no skeletons.
In New York there isn't that weird palpable competitive thing where it's friendly but everyone isn't trying to top one another with jokes when you're just hanging around.
I'll think of the idea and then I'll write something down, then within that there will be a joke or two which is the original thing which I thought was funny.
I went to a bunch of marches in New York and Washington, and you know I believe in the cause, but to march with those people takes a lot of compromise on my end.
I'm pretty happy. I obviously have complaints about things, but for the most part, I'm on the above-average side of happy people.
