I worked in the warehouse, and I would pick up orders. I would go to the computer screen, print off the order from a customer and then it would have where all the stuff was located in the warehouse. I’d go get a big gray cart, and you had to fill up these bins with all the parts. And it wasn’t air-conditioned in there.
When I want to make someone laugh in real life (as opposed to when I’m on stage where I tell one-liners), I tend to do prop comedy. For example, if I’m at the supermarket with my husband, I might put 16 bags of marshmallows in our cart when he’s not looking, or if I’m trying to make a kid smile, I’ll put my glasses on crooked.
When you are a child, your father is God to you. Then, as you grow up, you have different gods. You change. But does it really matter? All of the roads lead to the same place, and if you are going in the right direction, it doesn’t matter what you are taking – a jet plane or a cart pulled by a donkey.
My parents were dishonest people. If it was my birthday, I knew my mother took me to the K-Mart and she stole my toy. She’d put it in the shopping cart and we’d walk out. I was raised with that.
I remember Wrestlemania VI, being in my locker room painting my face, about halfway done, and the production guys came, and they knocked on the door, and they came in. I was looking in the mirror at them, and they said, ‘Hey, Warrior, we’ve got a cart to take you to the ring.’ I just looked at them, and I said, ‘I’m running to the ring.’
Artists forget than the first purpose of a comic character is to convey emotion. Everything else, like realism, or other kinds of virtuosity, is an optional extra. If you sacrifice expression for the sake of other concerns, you’re putting the cart before the horse.
I know women at work who don’t talk about having a baby because they don’t want to upset the apple cart, but unless people know what the problems are, why should they engage with it?
As for restaurants and fast-food places who tip tons of oil down their drains, they are routinely encouraged to use fat traps, but enforcement is minimal. It costs money to cart away fat (although now that fat is being turned into energy, it can make money).
As for restaurants and fast-food places who tip tons of oil down their drains, they are routinely encouraged to use fat traps, but enforcement is minimal. It costs money to cart away fat (although now that fat is being turned into energy, it can make money).
When I write a song with somebody else in mind, it’s putting the cart before the horse. The way I write best is when I allow the song to tell me what it wants to be.
Golf has become so manicured, so perfect. The greens, the fairways. I don’t like golf carts. I like walking. Some clubs won’t let you in unless you have a caddy and a cart.
As for restaurants and fast-food places who tip tons of oil down their drains, they are routinely encouraged to use fat traps, but enforcement is minimal. It costs money to cart away fat (although now that fat is being turned into energy, it can make money).
When I write a song with somebody else in mind, it’s putting the cart before the horse. The way I write best is when I allow the song to tell me what it wants to be.
Golf has become so manicured, so perfect. The greens, the fairways. I don’t like golf carts. I like walking. Some clubs won’t let you in unless you have a caddy and a cart.
Why do I always choose the shopping cart with the squeaky wheel? Is it my bad luck, or are all the carts dysfunctional?
When you’re out grocery shopping for your family, maybe you can put a can of cat or dog food in your cart and bring it to an animal relief center.
I very rarely saw Tom Kite around. I’ve talked to Tom about it. I don’t think Michael Jordan needed to be on the captain’s cart with Kite; he needed to be walking in the gallery, supporting them from outside the ropes.
The idea is this: It’s important to upset one’s work habits, to topple the cart for each project.
I don’t know anybody that buys more shoes on eBay than me. I like eBay because I can always find rare gems in my size. I always have upwards of 40 sneakers in my cart at any given time.
My mum was a nurse, and her passion was geriatric care. I used to love listening to the old people’s stories in her nursing home and picturing myself in their place. They’d say, ‘I went to school in a horse and cart,’ and I’d just think ‘Wow!’ I’d picture myself in their place – acting was a natural progression.
My first job was to run a concessions cart. Later, I found a position at the Pacific Film Archive. Thus began a long series of jobs, each one slightly better than the last, that continued for a decade, until I sold my first novel, and still goes on, even now.
Wrigley Field was built and designed at a time when people got to the ballpark by trolley, train, and horse cart.
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