Unfortunately Seattle is my muse, for the better or worse of Seattle - I'm not sure.

One of the main reasons I don't like leaving the house is because I might find myself face to face with a Canadian.

Maybe that’s what religion is, hurling yourself off a cliff and trusting that something bigger will take care of you and carry you to the right place.

Mad About You fit my sensibility the most of any show that I worked on, and as a result, it was really fun. It felt like a very natural fit.

When "Here Comes the Sun" started, what happened? No, the sun didn't come out, but Mom opened up like the sun breaking through the clouds. You know how in the first few notes of that song, there's something about George's guitar that's just so hopeful? It was like when Mom sang, she was full of hope, too. She even got the irregular clapping right during the guitar solo. When the song was over, she paused. "Oh Bee," she said. "This song reminds me of you." She had tears in her eyes.

When I'm creatively solving problems, I'm in my sweet spot, and nothing can take me out of that joyful present.

The first stop on this crazy train is Kindergarten Junction, and nobody gets off until it pulls into Harvard Station.