So I had a gig in Arlington, VA this past Saturday night, on my way home Sunday I stopped off at my parents house in Pennsylvania for dinner and to bang out some laundry. Below is the email I received from my mom while I was in the writers room for Kevin Can Wait. Two of your socks fell behind machine. I could mail them to you at work (need address) or I could mail them home. My mother was going too mail me my sock. You gotta love your mom man, nothing like mom.
Hello everybody, it's been a long time since I've been on Facebook. I gotta a lot of catching up to do. I've been writing on the new Kevin James sitcom and we've been plugging away like crazy trying to get the show up and running. I feel like were getting better each week, great writing team, great actors, sick guest stars and Kevin James is a talented man shit! I'm back out on Long Island, renting a place out in Oyster Bay, there's a super market around the bend. A couple of weeks ago I was in the pastry section, I put four doughnuts into one of those white waxy type bags they have there for you. When the cashier asked me how many doughnuts were in the bag I said "Two." She grabbed the bag, I thought for sure she was going to open it and check...instead she bagged it! I was so relieved, my knees F**king buckled. (I gotta asterisk the f bombs, my Mother In Law reads this stuff) I'll be headlining this Friday and Saturday at Gotham Comedy Club in NYC. We will laugh. PS Happy Birthday to my amazing wife of many years, you are my reason for everything. Later