Monday, February 22, 2010


Sometimes the recollecting of a memory replaces the memory. What I mean to say is, I mine my past for stories and jokes, I embellish and punch them up and eventually the memory fades and I remember my first kiss less than I remember the jokes and the exaggerations I built around my first kiss. I try to keep my comedy honest but it still sometimes feels like I'm trading my memories for a laugh.

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