Saturday, May 16, 2020

I didn't want to write about Covid, but I couldn't think of anything else. When I did, it seemed trivial. It didn't seem like the right time to complain, and really that's all I can do. 

I imagine someone will write a book entitled "Stranded in a house with my parents" and that person will detail all of the ways that life was so different. I haven't covered the topic because my life hasn't been that different. And because as I have said, I don't intend to write paragraph after paragraph of parental mudslinging. That's at my parents if it isn't clear. Suffice it to say, your kids are my parents.  

If I ever become a comedian, and I tear down the walls, well, come to my show; I have a lot of material.

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