As my husband says, it was at the Friars, a private club for comics and garmentos. So why not a few laughs at the country’s expense?
I hate to admit this, but when I get nervous, I tend to laugh, grin, or otherwise manage to look foolish. If I were up in front of a room full of cameras and reporters, I can just about bet I’d get a fit of giggles. That and blush bright red. I have always been that way.