Sometimes I wake up with that Sarah Silverman song about Matt Damon song in my head and then that’s pretty much it for the rest of the day. You can’t go anywhere because you’re bound to burst into the chorus – it’s just so joyfully exuberant! – in the produce aisle or at a playground full of children. I like Matt Damon, because he hates Sarah Palin and can talk like Matthew McConaughey, two of my “Must Haves” in a man. Or a woman, really.