Today I wrote something really great. In an email. That would translate in no way shape or form as humor in any other context than the conversation taking place on line this afternoon.
I also performed the most hilarious one woman show over lunch with a friend. She would have been rolling in the aisles of a Broadway theater, if of course, this monologue was funny at any time or place other than lunch on a Friday at noon. In a food court.
Milk out the nose