still not talking about my mother, though

The cowboy survived his first appearance in my comedy routine. A now-married ex-boyfriend from a decade ago, however, told me he just wouldn't date a stand-up comedian. It hadn't really occurred to me that I was -- to mix metaphors -- lowering my stock in the meat market. But I suppose it's true -- if you're dating a comedian, you can't have a hysterectomy or suffer from erectile dysfunction with any guarantee of privacy. (Well, at least if you're dating a comedian who's kind of a jackass).