Ya I said it, I'm cold. As I was driving home tonight the thermometer in my car said 33 degrees and then would flash the word ice. Like the car couldn't believe how cold it was either. Brrrrrrr. I know some of you are reading this where it is snowing and you are saying, "You don't know cold you California pansy." It's one thing to complain about how it's cold in the Midwest or the east coast, but seriously, you knew what you were signing up for back there. It tends to snow and be cold there. It's like nun's complaining about having to pray too much in the convent, you didn't sign up for MTV beach house, your in a convent! So I can complain because I live here in San Diego where it's legally suppose to be 72 year round (except for when it's 33!). My people escaped the tundra because of this cold weather. This needs to stop. If it doesn't I will be forced to write an angry letter to my congressman. I mean it; it will be a very angry letter.
I just got back from another exciting trip from the Laugh Factory. I went with my good friends Tim, John and Scott and had a great time. Dennis Miller's film crew wasn't there but we still had fun. We met some nice normal comics (from Minnesota don't cha know) and we all had great sets. It's always fun to go to different clubs and know that you can be funny in front of strangers. It's like being Catholic, comedy is a universal thing. Overall it was a great trip, no one was shot or had anything shoved in his or her ear. It only took us an hour and forty-five minutes to get to Hollywood; the trip would have been worth it for that great feat alone. We even gave money to a nice homeless grandma. We saw her in KFC and didn't want to ask her if she needed money so we kind of strategically placed money under her foot so she would see it when she got up. We are just like Mother Teresa...but different.
