Someone needed to blow the whistle on that one guy making fun of the other guy for reasons that neither of them could probably remember today. Our democracy was built on this type of transparency.

I remember great sets and choreography—but again that's probably because I was in the last row. Faith Prince (I think) was a terrific Adelaide. I did not know Simmons was in it, but I guess I just didn't know who he was back then.

You're just like those hip musicians with their complicated shoes!

I'm leaning toward "was."

In the 90s, I saw him on Broadway in Guys and Dolls. I had gotten my ticket at the last minute and was literally in the back seat, top balcony. I could see none of the actors' facial features except those eyebrows, which stood out even from that distance.

"Smithers, get this bedlamite an alienist!"

I think Flight of the Phoenix may have actually been good-good. Also, he played Gordo Cooper in The Right Stuff, and that was a genuinely great performance.

Ivan Karamazov won.

"He's cantankerous all right, but he could probably stand to be a little more cantankerous. I'll wait for Beta Max."
-me at 4 years old.

Perfect teeth. Nice smell. A class act all the way.

I'm partial to Lord Thistlewick Flanders. However, I'm also convinced that he was the guy who nicked Homer's sugar when Homer's back was turned… so maybe not technically a one-off character.

And this racing stripe here I feel is pretty sharp.

Ah, the episode that taught me was a nuclear panner plant is…

This hay's not gonna bale itself. I'm keeping the pitchfork out.

Too true. I've masturbated to my TurboTax screen forty times since last week. (Seriously, though, you should have already started your taxes. It's April 10th.)

I don't get jokes. But I'm working on it.

Don't most Hollywood studios use non-GAAP methods of accounting? The "established ways of doing business" are unique to the entertainment industry and designed to never acknowledge that a film has turned a profit.

That's one of my favorite movies of all time, and, with the exception of Mamet's work, I generally hate con-men stories. I even sort of enjoyed the Richard Gere version of the Irving story from a few years ago, The Hoax.

When I listen to a really good song I start nodding my head, like I'm saying "Yes!" to every beat. "Yes! Yes! Yes! This rocks!" And then sometimes I switch it up, like- "No! No! No! Don't stop a-rockin'!"

That award was notable for Larry David's speech, which is one of the funniest bits I've seen performed in front of people in tuxedos.