“My dad was so much fun growing up.”

I’m young but I’m not stupid.

I want to make people laugh.

There are some different things I’m writing and developing, but I don’t know where they’ll go. They’re fun stuff that I would be in and are written in my voice, for me.

I’m not a stand up at all, it’s such a fear of mine. My sister does it, and she’s really great at it.

I never really wanted to write and wanted to focus on acting.

My dad was in the army. World War II. He got his college education from the army. After World War II he became an insurance salesman.

Mom and Dad even took in foster children. ‘There are no limits to how much you can love,’ Dad always said.

I love music; my dad and brother were very musical, and music just happens to be one of my hobbies that became my vocation.

I was crawling around inside of her. She was a church pianist. My dad was a brilliant singer. I was hearing it.

My dad graduated seminary there, and so did (sounds like) Mark Kimball’s grandfather. They sang in a quartet together, my dad and Mark Kimball’s grandfather.

My parents didn’t make a lot of money. My dad was not a high school graduate.

My dad always told me to stand up to bullies, and Bill O’Reilly is kind of a bully, and he’s the kind of kid who hits other kids on the playground.

Music is more of a hobby to me than my hobbies, if that makes sense.