Beautiful clear day in Beverly Hills. The sweet smell of Botox is in the air.

Concerned we're in a time where politicians can't even fake sincerity. Aren't they supposed to be good at that?

What I've learned about comedy people is that they're defined by the harshest level they've been to, their personal Auschwitz.

If you go with Marshall McLuhan's theory that the medium is the message, as soon as you're hosting a blooper show, you're done.

Apparently my street has a leaf blower gang who tag team all day, so the sounds of the leaf blower are forever blowing from dawn to dusk.

I think when you dissect a joke too much, you have ruined whatever there is in comedy.

25, 30 years ago, that meant something, they were making some money. And they were doing all sorts of comedy, screaming at the audience, basically crowd control. And then there was the whole urban comedy scene.