I Love The Lonely Island. I Wish

Deer Are Like Dogs. Except For Bambi, They're Pretty Personality-less.

It's A Pretty Humiliating Thing When You Get Picked Last Every Day In Gym Class And Then At Lunchtime All The Kids Play Sports And You Get Picked Last. At The Time I Just Thought, "this Is Awful," Because It Defines You As A Weak Person. It Defines You With Girls And If You're Bad At Sports, You Get Into This Funny Cycle Where The Ball Never Gets To You Because Now You're In The Worst Position, You're In Deep Right Field, So You Can Never Prove That You Got Better, So The Cycle Lasts Forever.

My Way Of Dealing With The World Has Always Been To Make Fun Of It And Observe It But Not Take Part In It.that's How I Became A Writer. But When You Have Kids, Suddenly You Have To Be Part Of Things. It Leads Almost To A Breakdown Because Your Whole Defense Mechanism Is Now Really Destructive.

I Start Casting Early In The Writing Process, So I Can Tailor The Script To The Gifts Of The Actors.

I Hosted The Producer's Guild Awards, And It Went Well, And I Was Very Happy In The Moment, And It Was A Fun Night. But I Wake Up The Next Day Like Someone Who Did Crack The Night Before And Told Off The World, And I'm Ashamed Of The Whole Idea That Anyone Should Listen To Me, Or The Idea That I Need That Much Approval.