He Is The Cheese To My Macaroni.

Tabloid Photos Capture People At Their Most Self-conscious And Disoriented; In Real Life, Paris Hilton Is Like An Elegant Paper Crane.

And I Think I'm An Adrenaline Junkie, And There's Nothing That Will Spike Your Adrenaline More Than Sitting In A Theater And Listen To An Audience React To Something You've Written.

I Have A Huge Repertoire. I Love Karaoke.

Hollywood Is A Perpetual Summerland, A Temperate, Godless Yaw Where The Very Word 'season' Has Been Co-opted By Television Executives. There Are Few Harbingers Of Winter Here.

I Know White Clothing Is Supposed To Enhance That Summer Glow, But Writers Don't Tan.