Yes, I do. 

Find friends. And find a hobby not related to this vain, soul-sucking industry. And save money. And be kind. Just be kind to people, y’know? 

Oh, and if you have an accent, people will think you’re cool already, so just ride that wave like you’re on a jolly ol’ surfboard. 

Nothing. Try writing down some jokes you hear popular comedians say. They’re very often not great. The words are only a fraction of the sell. The rest is cadence, demeanor, context, environment. 

You had me at “dogs.” 

Go through some shit and grow some beard.

Ever helped kill a dog? 

In all seriousness, I grew up acting and always wanted to do it. Somewhere along the way, my parents said I needed a legitimate degree, I got married, life happened, and I convinced myself I’d be a responsible adult with a 9-5 job. Then one day, I asked my wife at the time if we could move to LA, and she was entirely on board, and we never looked back. We’re not together anymore, but I’m very thankful for that and for our time together. Mostly, I’m thankful that I didn’t get sucked into doing something I wasn’t truly passionate about. At the end of the day, as pretentious as this sounds, I am an artist, and that just means my brain works differently than more scientifically-minded people. In other words, I saved more dogs by leaving veterinary medicine than I would’ve had I stayed, haha

Loaded question! There’s definitely judgment when you leave your born-into religion, especially by those who’ve actively chosen to stay in it. Most of that judgment is masked in Christianese (”I’ll be praying for you,” etc), so I can usually just let it slide off.

What sucks is when the people who truly love you believe you’ve gone wayward or are losing it. I have difficulty not being affected by my loved ones’ very authentic, if not warranted, concerns for my well-being. 

Thank you! I really have been enjoying making them for maybe the first time ever, so I appreciate that! 

Breathtaking!