It Think Acceptance Levels Sort Of Swings

They Say, Keep Your Enemies Closer. But What If You Live With Them?

If You Go With Marshall Mcluhan's Theory That The Medium Is The Message, As Soon As You're Hosting A Blooper Show, You're Done.

The Other Day My Twelve-year-old Says To Me, I Don't Feel Like I'm With You Right Now. You're In The Car With Me, You're Checking Your E-mail, You're Not Listening To Me, I Don't Feel Like I'm With You. And I Say, You Know What? That Was Your Mother's Gripe, Too. And She Was Right. And You're Also Correct. When You Cop To Something, You Get To The Next Level. In This Case, The Next Level Is: I Just Learned Something From My Twelve-year-old.

What I've Learned About Comedy People Is That They're Defined By The Harshest Level They've Been To, Their Personal Auschwitz.

As Time Goes On, The More I Value Doctors And Plumbers. Doctors A Little More. I Can Fix My Own Toilet But I Still Can't Operate On Myself.