It Is A Sobering Thought That When

I Find Enough Mystery In Mathematics To Satisfy My Spiritual Needs. I Think, For Example, That Pi Is Mysterious Enough (don't Get Me Started!) Without Having To Worry About God. Or If Pi Isn't Enough, How About Fractals? Or Quantum Mechanics?

Don't Drink The Water And Don't Breathe The Air!

The Real Issues I Don't Think Most People Touch. The Clinton Jokes Are All About Monica Lewinsky And All That Stuff And Not About The Important Things, Like The Fact That He Wouldn't Ban Landmines...i'm Not Tempted To Write A Song About George W. Bush. I Couldn't Figure Out What Sort Of Song I Would Write. That's The Problem: I Don't Want To Satirize George Bush And His Puppeteers, I Want To Vaporize Them. And That's Not Funny....ok, Well, If I Say That, I Might Get A Shock Laugh, But It's Not Really Satire.

I Wasn't Really A Performer By Temperament.

Step Up And Shake The Hand Of Someone You Can't Stand, You Can Tolerate Him If You Try!