Observations of a Perpetual Houseguest
As a national touring road comic chasing his art across this vast country, journeying from coast to coast on an epic adventure to tell fart jokes to strangers (see: HOMELESS), I spend a lot of time crashing on the couches and floors of friends and strangers alike. Bar shows don't give you a motel room, and I'm lucky to have people opening their doors to me, what with being a shiftless ne'er do well. Checking the "male," right? Can I sleep on the dog bed in your closet? Wheth
