Jill, We Became Parents So We Could

Can We Take A Direct Flight Back To Reality Or Do We Have To Change Planes In Denver?

I've Always Felt, And I Don't Like To Say This Because I Sound Like An Ex-patriot, I Always Feel Quite A Bit More Comfortable Sometimes In Canada. For A Variety Of Reasons. I Just Think It's A Politer Place. Kind Of. You Don't Have Quite The Population To Deal With But You Don't Immediately Get Into Skirmishes With Everybody. If You Had Any Passport, Any Terrorist Would Let The Canadians Off The Plane.

A Car Crossed Two Lanes Of Traffic, Flipped, And Landed On My Dad's Car. I Don't Blame Cars. My Dad Loved Cars. I Don't Have Many Memories Of My Dad. The Love Of Cars Is All I Have Of Him, Really.

Nothing's As Easy As It Is On A Sitcom. Issues That We Take Care Of In 20 Minutes On The Show Can Stretch Out Over Years In Real Families.

When I Went To Jail, Reality Hit So Hard That It Took My Breath Away, Took My Stance Away, Took My Strength Away. I Was There Buck Naked, Humiliated, Sitting In My Own Crap And Urine - This Is A Metaphor. My Ego Had Run Off. Your Ego Is The Biggest Coward.