I still want Oprah to play my best friend. I want to spend time with Oprah.
Yeah, it’s tough being smart and sexy, too. I have to say, I’m really not that attractive. Until I met my husband, I could not get a date. I promise you it’s true. My husband Jeff Richmond saw a diamond in the rough and took me in.
You don’t just decide to destroy a person by making up stuff, and no one at ‘SNL’ is writing to go after someone.
When I was going to school in, like, ’84 to ’88, you didn’t have cell phones. There was no e-mail, if you can wrap your brain around that.
I’m more of a writer than an actor, and I used to say that I’m mostly an improviser, though I haven’t improvised in awhile.
I want to spend time with Oprah, and I don’t know what I need to do to make that happen.
I think people fetishize glasses in general. You could put glasses on a rotting pumpkin and people would think it was sexy.
I was the editor of the school newspaper and in drama club and choir, so I was not a popular girl in the traditional sense, but I think I was known for being relatively scathing.
You know who DOES have a funny bone in her body? Your Mom every night for a dollar!
Finally the world would see my full range of comedy characters – from grouchy librarian to Russian librarian.
Your initiations are worthwhile.
When I first set out to ruin SNL, I didn’t think anyone would notice, but i persevered because like you trying to a do a nine- piece jigsaw puzzle, it was a labor of love.
If a bout of “creepy face” sets in, the trick is to look away from the camera between shots and turn back only when necessary. This also limits how much of your soul the camera can steal.
Then she took out a speculum the size of a milk shake machine. Even Michelle Duggar would have flinched at this thing, but I had never seen one before.
I was wearing my best Gap turtleneck and my dates were two adult lesbians, so yea, I was pretty cool.
I want to go to there.
This worked out perfectly for me in college, because what nineteen-year-old Virginia boy doesn’t want a wide-hipped, sarcastic Greek girl with short hair that’s permed on top? What’s that you say? None of them want that? You are correct.
It’s like being a little kid again, parading around in a nightgown tucked into your underpants, believing it looks terrific.
You have to remember that actors are human beings. Which is hard sometimes because they look so much better than human beings.
When hiring, mix Harvard Nerds with Chicago Improvisers and stir.