By the time I would have graduated, at 22, I was a writer and featured performer on Saturday Night Live.

I remember my first standup act when I was seventeen; I did a really lame song about being flat chested. I was doing it in New York, and I remember Kevin Brennan, the guy I lost my virginity to, was like "That song doesn't make sense, you have tits."

I was sent to sleepover camp since I was 6, and you know, it's a recipe for disaster.

If you sell the Vatican and you take that money and you use it to feed every single human being on the planet, you will get cah-azy pussy. All the pussy. I don't mean literally. That might not be your cup of tea. I don't know what your version of 'all the pussy' is. But you'll get all the pussy.

Take lots of time for yourself, discovering yourself-pursue not only a profession but other life passions, I always make time to rock climb or hike or write a few short stories. Also, find good people and surround yourself with them. Most importantly, always believe you will, unequivocally.

In the '80s especially, a lot of comedians felt compelled to stick with what made them famous and those people became caricatures.

I enjoy the last quarter of all basketball games.