My Emmy Competition Is Awfully Good. My

(wil Wheaton) Was So Fun To Have On The Set, And He Was Such A Good Guy, Just In General. He Seemed To Be Completely Okay With The Fact That His Entire Name Became A Mantra Of Vengeful Hate. That Didn't Seem To Bother Him.

You Learn A Lot As A Kid, Like You Don't Know Anything. I Didn't Know What Was Gonna Happen If I Opened The Door. I Thought I Was Gonna Be In Another World Somehow.

I Did Have A Twitter Account That I Tried For A Couple Days, But Found I Had Nothing To Say. There Are Some Interesting Facts I Could Share, But I Don't Want To Share That Part Of Myself.

[voicing A Cartoon] Feels Like Going Down A Mysterious But Joyful Black Hole. Once You Relax For 15 Or 20 Minutes, And Really Go, "i Don't Care If I Look Like An Ass," It's Really Fun To See What Happens. You Know That Nothing Is Being Visually Judged.

You Think Of It [voicing] As Something Where You Not Only Don't //need// Your Body, But You Don't Even Have It To Use! There's Nothing You Can Do With Your Body That's Going To Show In The Final Product. Maybe That's All The More Reason I Used My Body So Much To Get Whatever Noise Or Sounds Out Of It I Could. When It Was Needed To Keep The Energy Up I Found Myself Almost Running In Place! It Is Very Physical.