If I ever see or hear Rita Rudner again, I'll scream. Her personality was all over the Strip; no matter where I turned, she was there – either giving me a canned promotion or showing off her flexibility. Even on the plane ride home, United thought it would be prudent to air one of her earlier stand-up performances. I threw my inedible snack mix at the video screen and was forced to travel in the baggage compartment for the remainder of the trip. Jake picked me up when I got back to SF, thinking he would impress me with his latest compact disc aquisition. Yep… you guessed it. Rita Rudner's Greatest Hits – all none of 'em. Perhaps if she had a blog, I'd be a little more conciliatory. As it stands, I think Colin Quinn's show is much better than hers.