That's Not A Rat, That's My Ferret.

I Don't Get Sent Anything Strange Like Underwear. I Get Sent Cookies.

You Hit The Wall Almost Right When You Get Up To The Top. If There's A Female Writer Being Suggested To Do A Rewrite On A Script, It's Always The Big Boys Going, "mm, Let's Go With [a Man]..."

I Just Stay Fit And In Shape.

My Dad Became A Soap Opera Actor, And I Was An Extra In A Skating Rink Scene On The Soap. I Didn't Audition. It Was Nepotism All The Way.

Your Body Will Tell You What It Needs.