My parents are both very funny but they're also relatively soft-spoken normal human beings while I'm just a lunatic. I don't know where this loud ballsy hammy ridiculousness came from. I'm just glad I followed my goals and my parents did too. It's not like we even had a plan when I dragged my mom to Los Angeles.
How do you go from where you are to where you wanna be? And I think you have to have an enthusiasm for life. You have to have a dream a goal. And you have to be willing to work for it.