the comedy news update

Tonight I had a tour of the Friars' Club, and then did a guest spot at Dillon's. My set went over well, and I gave some postcards to British businesspeople who thought I was funny. Now that I'm single, I resurrected my bit about ribbed-for-her-pleasure condoms. Always a good closer.

My cat is purring like a motherfucker. It's a really aggressive form of affection. She is purring really, really loudly, standing in front of my computer, and occasionally biting my arm, which is not usually a problem except that this dress is silk.

Last night, at my show in Clifton, NJ, a guy at the bar bought me a drink right after I watched him order a veal parmesan for himself and demand an extra meatball for his dog.