Do your thing and don't care if they like it.
The eyes are the window to where the soul is supposed to be.
I think part of picking where you live in New York is accepting who you are. Really looking at yourself and going, 'Yeah, I'm not cool enough for the West Village.'
When humor works, it works because it's clarifying what people already feel. It has to come from someplace real.
You know who does have a funny bone in her body? Your mom every night for a dollar.
When hiring, mix Harvard Nerds with Chicago Improvisers and stir.