Lewis Black on being a writer:
“I decided that I wanted to be a writer, because there were no requirements. All you had to say was, ‘I am a writer,’ and you became one. You didn’t even have to write anything. You could just sit in a coffee shop with a notebook and stare into space, with a slightly bemused look on your face, judging the weight of the world with a jaundiced eye. As you can see, you can be completely full of shit and still be a writer. Okay, maybe that’s the one requirement.”
(I have no idea what he’s talking about…)
Walk a mile in my underpants 