TV was my life, growing up. I ran home from school to watch television, and even did my homework with the TV on - my mom had a rule that as long as my grades didn't fall, I was allowed to. So it was my dream to work in television.

I knew from a young age that I wanted to perform. I went to an arts camp called Brookdale Arts Camp, in New Jersey, from the time I was 6, and then I was a counselor there through high school.

I love an arcade. I love a boardwalk game. But I also love a rollercoaster. Though I think the rollercoaster love comes from the fact that it took a really long time for me to reach the height requirement, so I promised myself very early on that when I reach that, I will not take it for granted.

There is always a reason. When I look back on things that really upset me at the moment, I can always see why it happened in retrospect.

I usually need to sit with pain a while. Really feel it. Then I need to talk it out. Luckily, I am surrounded by wonderful listeners who haven't told me to shut up yet.

Laughter makes me come alive. Either being made to laugh or igniting it.

My first waitress job was at Johnny Rockets in New Jersey, and then I waited tables at a sports bar.

My grandmother always would say, This, too, shall pass. It is always true.

I was kind of like the Rhea Perlman of the bar. I was like Carla on “Cheers.” People were more afraid of me. There was a point where I got a little surly. There were only so many chicken wings I could serve before losing the smile on my face.