It Was So Much Fun To Have

I Have Insomnia, And It's Hard For Me To Sit Still For A Long Time. My Mind Is Always "tick, Tick, Tick."

I Have Huge Legs, And I Never Show Them - Not Because Of False Modesty, I'm Just Not Comfortable.

A Few Years Ago, When I Was Writing Songs For My First Album, I Was Staying With Michael Feinstein As I Often Did. I Was Working On A Pilot. My Grandma Was Very Sick At The Time. She Died Of Complications From Alcoholism. She Always Used To Say [in His Grandma's Voice], "red Wine Is Good For My Heart. That's What My Doctor Said." And We'd Say, "yeah, But Not For Breakfast." Unfortunately, It Was The Thing That Killed Her. I Felt Inspired To Write A Song About Her And What That Meant For Her Life And For All Of Us. I Was Writing It In Michael's House.

People Don't Expect Me To Have A Weird Sense Of Humor, But I Do. I'm Very Eccentric.

You've Just Got To Focus On What You Have To Do.