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...laugh at Elkhart. Fifty-two percent of the area's 156,000-member work force is employed in RV-related industry, and roughly half the $10 billion worth of recreational vehicles produced nationally come from this area. You'd build a shrine...
...Tried to be a father, at their first meeting in 10 years, when he took the 16-year-old Lorian marlin fishing off Bimini, lost his nerve and lost a great fish. She didn't know him, she writes, and wasn't able to comfort him, or help him laugh it off, or pretend that the failure was O.K. She certainly did not understand what became apparent later, that Greg's real passion, his father's ghost mocking him cruelly, was to dress in women's clothes. And in middle age, sober, married, a mother and a novelist (Walking into...
This is the moment of existential dread. Naked onstage, with no props, no scenery, no place to hide. The audience is rapacious in its demands: loosen our inhibitions; make us laugh. Onstage, life is stripped to bare essentials. The voice, the timing, the jokes are your only weapons. Every second of uneasy silence is a little death. I launch into my monologue: "You've been reading about Kenneth Starr and grand-jury leaks. Well, I can't get one. I'm the Rodney Dangerfield of investigative reporters." A small laugh, less than a guffaw, more than a titter. But that...
...Observer described one of my early performances: "He holds the microphone like a dead fish." Trust me, I've grown as an artist. I have a monthly gig, along with four other talented baby-boomer comics, at the Gotham Comedy Club in Manhattan. The Washington Post dubbed our performance LAUGH RIOT IN THE BIG APPLE. My sold-out one-man show in Paris prompted Le Monde to gush, "Jerry Lewis, move over." (O.K., I made that last...
...there's Monica on a grassy dune in Malibu, dressed in blue jeans and a red-and-white checked shirt that bring to mind a picture of Marilyn Monroe. There's Monica in a smoky black dress and Monica in a full-throated laugh. And there's Monica making eyes at the reader from behind a raft of pink feathers channeling the fan dancer Sally Rand--a young woman teasing the world with the prospect that one of these days, she's gonna let it all show...